I handed the foreman two brushes with straight bristles. I said I hadn't decided whose hands they'd go to, and that wasn't a lie.

• NeferuYou asked the wall number twice while handing them over. I'll pretend I didn't hear that.
  PaserJust a habit from keeping ledgers.
• KenaMy hand can't hold that brush anymore. But you still went out of your way to come show it to me, so there must be a reason.
  PaserThe eye that judges a line is still yours, Master.
• UserhatWhen temple property leaves for inside the walls, it leaves a record.