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(A holds the match box up tentatively towards Spondule)

A: Do not spend them without good cause, Spondule.

SPONDULE: (grabbing the box) Arright. (Walking away) Let me know uh… let me know if I can help with anything else.

(Villagers are carrying long tables, bringing them towards the fireplace. Night is falling. Spondule walks towards the base of Yorel’s tower, and leans against a post beside it, seeming exhausted)