Searching through the bag of gems, he jumped a bit when he felt that hand on his shoulder. But he had all the security measures up! It was a closed day, no one could of gotten into his house unless...<br/><br/>He then heard the voice and sighed,"Damn it, girl...ye gonna give me a heartattack one o' these days!" He put the bag off to the side and turned around in the chair, the seat of it being able to spin. He removed the wielding mask and began cracking his fingers,"An' I'm not finished wit it yet! I jus' started this little side project...fer goodness sake, lass...it takes awhile ta git somethin' like tis ta be presentable." He then gave a grunt as he stood up...making another 'fashion accessory' able to be seen.<br/><br/>It was a toolkit that had various types of tools strewn all around his waist. Some of them were actual tools, while there was a few things here and there that looked more like containers and dispensers. The man brought his arms up into the air as he stretched and shook his head,"How long 'ave I been in here?" He looked around and found a clock, his eye twitching,"Ah...I see...well, not like I had anythin' better ta do today, anyways."<br/><br/>He then looked to Eira and crossed his arms, leaning back against the workbench, brow raised as his rune eye looked her up and down,"So...ta what do I owe the pleasure, lass? Jus' felt like seein' my beautiful face? Or is there a reason now?" He laughed then and waited for a reply.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>