<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 143, 132)">"Well that's terrific."</span>Ivan said in about the most condescending voice one might imagine.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 143, 132)">"A crafting gnome, who knew.  Probably best to keep the real fighters at more than arms length."</span>He continued, clearly not caring much for someone who couldn't face his enemies steel on steel.  Ivan was a bit quicker to catch on to Ixana's attempt to get Nock out of the room for a bit.<br/><br/>Nock bristles but at Ixana's mention of testing out his handiwork, he decides to ignore Ivan's taunts and let his craft speak for itself.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">"Yea, let's have you test it out."</span>He says eagerly as he turns and gets the wrist binders he had crafted especially for her.  He handed them to her, but still held the key so she wouldn't be able to open them just yet.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">"They look pretty solid don't they?" </span>He asked eagerly, but then he heard Ixana warn Ivan about her planned outfit.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">"Well maybe we should see it, you know, get the full effect." </span>He told her, encouraging her desire to show off her body.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)"> "We can, you know, turn our backs." </span>Nock offered in a bit of chivalry, though he had clearly positioned himself to be able to watch Ixana through the mirror on the far wall.<br/><br/>Ivan wasn't wild about the delay, but the idea of Ixana changing into something real sexy was certainly incentive enough to be a little patient.  He was oblivious to Nock's mirror ploy, though fairly confident he was soon going to do much more than sneak a peek at those heavenly breasts.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 143, 132)">"There is no shame in doing what is best for the cause." </span>He said as if to reassure her he would think no less of her.