At the end of his speech, Hogar didn't take another shot of the new brandy that his friend had given him. He took to leaning back into his chair and caressed his unkempt and slightly charred beard in thought, looking off into space. When she had asked him how close he was to finishing, he shrugged and made a grunt. He didn't answer vocally at first, his tongue licking the inside of his cheeks. He gave it some real good thought before opening his mouth slightly and glanced at Eira with both his good eye and his rune eye. He then closed it and leaned forward, looking directly into her eyes.<br/><br/>"I still don't know, not quite yet...it still need testin'...some field work. But I believe, as a prototype, she be as ready as she'll ever be. Startin' ta name her...Big Bertha...afta me great aunt! I figured tha family would git a big kick outta tat one when I showcase tha final project. By tha Great Abyss, I might even git some medals fer tis invention, I tell ye...Not tat I'm interested in tat sort o' tin' anyways...ye know how I am with crowds and....and celebrations."<br/><br/>He made a show of actual making a disgusted shiver before pouring him another glass,"Might put 'er in fer testin' tomorrow...spend tonight ta do some fine tunin'. If ye like, ye can stay fer the night and watch the testin' later on."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>