The tiny man adjusted his glass and nodded slightly. "Dirty creatures... glad that you dealt with them. I couldn't keep up with demand for healing potions when the raid were going on. I charge 10% to identify potions, with how untalented goblins are, I expect that to be 5 gold a piece for those."

He held out a hand to take both potions. Holding them up to the light, he swirled them and studied the results. "You've got a potion of light healing and an ant haul potion here." He put the bottles back on the table and held out a hand for payment.