He sighed, before continuing to use the fabricate spell to put together the items for the tourney much faster than he normal would.<em>I said that if you wanted to use it, ASK first. I don't mind that you need it, but I do need to keep an eye on where it is. Or would you like to see the damage that thing can do with a Fae behind it and not particularly concerned about consequences?</em><br/><br/>He paused at the sound of the door opening, before turning toward the sound of footsteps he didn't know. He frowned, not used to having such a view at eye level, before sighing. He turned back to the work table, and put his forehead in his hands.<em> Flute. Dear. Is there something I should know about? Like why 'Mr.' kitty is right behind me and is definitely NOT a mister anymore? Also, exactly whose pet is she going to be now? Yours or mine?</em><br/><br/>He got done with his moment of despair, before turning back around, and looking up at his newest friend. "Yes, is this going to be a problem?"