Upon entering Eivind went about conducting his inspections, Sig simply following along. The jewelry gave them some space initially to form their own opinions before coming over, offering his assistance. He showed them various examples of his work, stressing that they were each unique designs. It was obvious jewelry making was a passion of his and that he wasn't just pushing out store models. That wasn't something Eivind realized he needed until seeing someone so proud of their work, same as the way Blue was proud of his. This man wasn't just a jewelry maker, but an artist as well. Not that Eivind's outward expression changed all that much as he looked over all the different rings. He was able to guess from Eivind's serious and concentrated expression that he wasn't shopping for himself. He'd done a poor job of describing what he was looking for, mostly because he didn't know, but when asked about his potential fiance to be, that was easy.<br/><br/>“His name is Blue. He's an artist. Some might not pay attention to certain details and craftsmanship but I know he will. I.. don't want something on him that looks like everything else,” Eivind answered. “He wouldn't want anything bulky, or something that is going to get in his way or impede his ability to use his hands.”<br/><br/>He was shown the mokume-gane and Eivind actual showed approval, admitting that he was a woodworker. Same as the different grain patterns, no two would ever be exact.<br/><br/>“No yellow gold,” Eivind decided, explaining that the silvery white gold would look better with Blue's dusky slate colored eyes. He was further surprised to see what the jeweler could do with bone and antler materials, and once shined and polished their natural grains made equally stunning patterns when set into a finish. Of course though, they were made up of fibers, Eivind had just never paid such close attention to any before but the moose rack came to mind right away.<br/><br/>“You can make this with most materials?” Eivind asked. “If I were to bring you something you could put it into his ring? Early on, we took down a big bull moose together.” His head had been nice enough that he doubted it had been tossed. Likely it was retrievable. Eivind certainly looked interested, never expecting something like that to be a possibility. While certain people might appreciate costly gemstones Eivind wasn't one of them and he doubted Blue would be impressed by simply throwing money at someone to produce a flashy ring. This was all more muted and subtle but it would hold a great deal more meaning.<br/><br/>“I think if you saw some of his art you would get an idea of what I'm looking for and a better understanding of Blue short of meeting him.”<br/><br/>Sig was prepared to show him things over the phone but Eivind shook his head, saying he'd bring some things in person. That texture wasn't easily transferable over the phone and he wanted Harlo to see and feel them. Not only did he bring in a few of Blue's paintings he also brought in the entire head of the moose he'd killed. It had been cleaned and the bone bleached white with peroxide while keeping the color of the antler. It was easily the span of Eivind's height and Sig helped, setting it down on the floor so as not to scratch up any counters. The canvases had been set down on the counter.<br/><br/>“I'm not an artist and I'm not very creative so I won't pretend like I know what I'm talking about but if you think you can do what I'm looking for, let's go ahead.” This was the only one who'd peaked his interest, and with Harlo's undeniable passion, he actually trusted him to create something worthy of his mate. He'd know better than Eivind how to design a ring. He'd only supplied the materials and some loose guidelines to work by.