"You think I did not know that," she stated flatly.  The six foot tall woman seemed emotionless, with the exception of a temper, "I was using him, feeding false information, and you've ruined that," she said, she shook her head and turned from the hooded man.<br/><br/>She went back to her station, and picked her hammer up, Apollo stood outside, one silver eye peering through the window at her, a low growl emanating at the possible threat toward his Rider, still.  He remained where he was instead of ripping the roof off and plucking Cait out.<br/><br/>Caitriona in the mean time turned back to Voradin, "Do you not see the amount of work I have?" she asked him then, "Two days is the best I can do, take it or go repair your own blade, as of now, I'm the only Rider Blacksmith here," she continued on, giving Andol a pointed icy look.