He trotted forward enough to hold out the torn off paper before the good warlock, tapping at the reward listings with a slim, pointed finger. "Look, all that I'm saying is we need gold--er, Bones--and this is the best option for that."

If one were to read the quest through eyes that have only perused fairytales, that option could be considered the "worst" one. However, as Astarion, a much more pragmatic man, saw it: they don't know the girl, so it doesn't matter one bit. "We go in, convince her to return to her loving family, and pick up the reward. Simple. Easy, even."