"You don't have to worry about asking anyone," she said. "They gave you the room themselves. The place we live is just for us newcomers."

She chuckled quietly at the sight of him attempting to hear the contents of the card, but understood that it might be difficult to understand what she was getting at. She had a hard time comprehending it, herself. "I was told that card holds the money they give us for food, but what is inside is not something you can touch. I'm not sure how it works, but all you need to do is give them that card to pay, and they will return it to you once they've retrieved the money from it."