<div align="center"><em>Vincent and Charles </em></div><hr/><br/>Vincent hammering stopped when he realized he had company, it was the same guy who had let him borrow the tool belt and an alright guy as far as he was concerned. Looking up at him he smiled and nodded his head to greet him, placing the hammer to the side before inspecting his work with the naked eye. They had met briefly a few times through Abigale and he had returned on his own when he realized this cabin had everything he would ever want. Could he consider Charles a friend? Not quite, but they seemed to share a bond when it came to tools, cars and anything having to do with building.<br/>"Hey, how was lunch?"<br/>His finger slid along the reshaped metal which was being formed manually into a frame.<br/><br/>"Yea yea, for the most part, got a little backed up in the shower room so I didn't do anything, but at least the cabin I am bunking in does not feel like it is gonna fall apart."<br/>Between the conversation he was busy, moving the steel part aside in a neat pile before digging another one out of the metal heap, dragging it to the forge.<br/>"Abigale told me of this chariot race and I have this vision in my head, I needed to make it!"