The public contribution ended at the third mark.
Felix watched the pointer pass it.
The small monitor beneath his hand continued registering intake.
“There,” he said.
Keeper Tallis leaned closer. “The return takes time to settle.”
“We’ve accounted for the return. This is still coming in.”
Beyond the narrow inspection window, families sat beneath the chapel’s pale inner ward. The light curved above the benches, keeping the room warm while the ordinary afternoon ceremony continued.
Two attendants stood at the side fittings. One had begun leaning against her post.
