After a few minutes of incantations, he had imbued the blade with the power of the sun. "Phew..." He put it in its sheath and strapped it around his waist. He looked at his watch. "Two hours. I've got time for a walk." He locked up his shop and went out. He drew the blade and examined it as he walked. Razor sharp and slightly warm. He was quite proud of this. He was so focused on the blade that he didn't even notice that he was headed towards T.M. He ran into her, nearly dropping the blade in the process. He gripped it tightly before it fell, sheathing it. "OH! I'm sorry." He scratched his head, looking at T.M. nervously.