"Ah..." she could...not honestly picture that number in the least. In fact it was a number she'd never even heard before. "People must be like drops of water in your world, or grains of sand..." she could only assume as such? It was an absolutely boggling amount.

"...in part? It was...an excuse. I was not liked, in the least, by the new Abbess. Being a war orphan I would not be bringing a lady's gifts to her coffer, nor was I bound to take oaths to the Flame. My discovery was...simply convenient I believe, thinking back." Terrible, frightening, and traumatizing, but ultimately simply the excuse the Abbess needed.