“Good question. They spend some time out to sea each month with the fishing vessel Mipha’s Grace, but I know the ship and its crew were in port for Merrymeet. You could leave a message for them here or show up to the training grounds.”

Cerrit glances over his shoulder at the streets, as if just checking there’s nothing going funky right now.

“Others work on comms, medical, logistical end for the levy, in addition to their day jobs.”