"Splendid." Mundy mutters, walking over and taking a sum of money from his desk. As he counted it out meticulously, Cliver spoke up.

"I can get you the wood you need myself." He said. "I was only out here to see if my fathers investment was going smoothly. Now that the beast is dead I'm free to go where I please."

"You are expected back at St.Paul's camp." Mundy said, rising and handing the money in a sack over to Lilith. 

"I'll write pops, he'll understand." Cliver replied, then noticed that Mundy was giving him the stinkeye. "And I'll tell him that this endeavor is going about as well as he expected it would."

This seems to mollify the man, who goes back and sits behind his desk to begin eating again. "Don't let me keep you." He says, waving everybody out.