Judgement Call
"We sent them with a non-zero value, and they have returned with none."
Since we are no longer on the page, I realize that her nun is slightly ambiguous, just enough to strike a cord.
"Tear it in half. Throw half to the outer darkness, and we shall treat the other half as precious and keep it here."
"Do you have a preference on which half?"
My ear perks a second time, keen to "shhs" and "ttts." Still, I hear none.
"Of course."
"Perfect. I'll take care of it."
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