They did indeed, and even if the beers but deeply into Reinhardt's profits for this job, he's totally going to treat his new friend. Which will be very soon as the speed he's going as they find the main road through to Wyver.

He won't slow down at all. Just barrel onto the city at a run, laughing his head off and calling for a medic. Not for himself, but for the man. He's still laughing when they get their silver. The plant thing is definitely getting cooked later. For now though, he throws a heavy, sweaty arm over ZerO's shoulder while his other arm hefts his hammer. No leaving that behind. "Now, come my friend. Beers await!"