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all clear?

all clear? Are there any questions?"
"They said we'd get money for doing this shit," Earnon said. "When do we get it?"
"Your supervisors are currently making their preliminary report to the apprentice hall," Sevetson replied, pursing his lips. "Additional funds above basic subsistence up to a certain maximum are their determination. The maximum is one additional meal chit per week and a bonus for quality and quantity of work of one chit."
"What?" Earnon growled. "That's it? A couple of meals?"
"Meal chits are now the de facto currency of Raven's Mill," Phil replied with a sniff. "They can, for example, be used to purchase a bath at the new bathhouse," he again gestured at the new buildings along the base of the hill. "They do not cost a full chit and there you can get change for whatever funds you are given."
"Change?" someone at the back of the crowd asked.
"Funds that do not equal a full meal chit," Sevetson replied. "You'll get used to the system after a bit; it is, after all, ancient and venerable. Questions?"
"Where do we sleep?"
"Many of the temporary shelters are still available. Be warned that there has been some robbery of materials and money. It is wise to remain at least in pairs."
"Can men and women sleep together now?" Earnon asked, sniggering.
"Not in the communal shelters," the supervisor replied, wrinkling his nose and sniffing again. "There are other places that can be rented and you can walk a short distance out of town and sleep in relative comfort in the woods."
"Great, we're right back where we started," Earnon grumbled.
"You are now familiarized with the