She takes it softly, leaning it to one side, then the other, before giving a low whistle of surprise. "That's the closest I've seen on the market to pure gold." Bringing the statue to the level of her eyes, she examines it for scratches and markings that age may have given. "It's in extremely good condition for its age, but it looks to be a hundred, maybe a hundred-fifty years old. I'd put a tag on this of at least 8500 gold pieces, sir; you found a real treasure." Del wonders at the statue in her hands for a moment before reluctantly handing it back. There's no way I can afford this, at least, not for a month or so, she thinks.
((How big is this, precisely? It'd be easier to put a bead on it that way, and I don't know if I'm overestimating the size/value. ^^; ))