Money had been the most important thing, back home. Money dictated the job he'd needed to work, the bank shutting him down because he didn't have collateral, him getting a lucky stroke with those silver eggs. Money's controlled his life, so the idea that now it doesn't matter makes him feel somewhat out of control.

"How can they really give us so much without asking for anything back?" he asks, a little worried that they're going to come asking for pay, at some point.