In the end got everything counted up in her head. The lips were moving the whole time but not a single out loud word got spoken before the final number was written down. "One hundred and seventy six thousand, five hundred thirty two bits," she mumbled to herself after the quill was laid down. Her eyes glared over the number and she allowed a gulp to be heard for she didn't expect the number to be that big. "Well, seems I need to do a little bit less with the expensive fabric then. Next files..."