"Huh." It's not a job that really exists in Tortall, mostly because parchment isn't as cheap and plentiful as paper is here.

Seeing that Yuri's turned away, she only hesitates for a moment before taking her shirt off. Wringing it out while wearing it wasn't doing the trick, and she still has a breastband on. She holds the sopping mass out over the water and starts to wring it out properly.

"It'd be nice to have some sort of job," she says as she works. "But my magic's the only useful thing I have, and I can't exactly advertise it."