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She shrugs. "It's just math. Let's say a magic woodchuck who lives for three years, which is average, can throw a piece of wood the size of a toothpick once every two seconds, which is not unreasonable.  That comes out to fifty miligrams per second, since the average toothpick is a hundred miligrams.  That comes to a total of four million, three hundred twenty thousand miligrams a day in a twenty-four hour period.  That's one billion, five hundred seventy six million, eight hundred thousand miligrams a year.  By the time his three year lifespan is over, he would have thrown four billion, seven hundred thirty million, four hundred thousand miligrams.  That's five point two one imperial tons.  The average cord of fresh cut wood is two tons, but when you account for loss of water weight, it will lose approximately point one three one tons of weight per wet ton, given the average dessication rate of three point three watts per ounce over that same three year period. So, three cords."

The room is silent. Aurum looks over. "How long did it take you to figure that in your head?"

"About three seconds." She scratches her nose.

"Three seconds?!?" Aegis looks over.

Lucida gives an embarrassed smile. "Yeah, today's been one of my off days..."

I hold up a piece of paper I've written on. "Well, I'm nt sure about the evaporation rates, but the weight math is spot on."

Aegis looks over. "But...what about the ducks?"

Lucida slaps her hand over her eyes. "Awww, man, I forgot about the ducks! Dang it!"