"Oh, dude, you know money doesn't exist here," she says like it's the best thing in the world. Because it is. "I kind of have something worked out with most of the merchants around here. If they have something that needs killing, they know I'm here for them, and they pay me back with the stuff they're making or harvesting or whatever."

Of course, the concept of protection rackets definitely exists in Anna's world, so she starts trying to explain herself just in case. "Like. They ask me first, I mean. I'm not sitting here like 'be a shame if something happened to it'. And I could probably cash in some of that goodwill for some sake."

See, that's an idea. "Actually, like. You heard of karaoke? 'Cause that's the big sake activity back home, if you feel like getting drunk and singing like an idiot together."