He busy examining the chest armor as the metallurgy was fascinating, so nearly jumped out of his skin at the sound of a voice behind him. He glanced over his shoulder, and swore long and creatively, before looking about until he spotted her on the RV. "Yes two things. One, do you want me to work on that design you sent over when I first got here? If so, I need to have you and it here.<br/><br/>Second, that pooka over there. Is she yours?"<br/><br/>True the creature hadn't seemed to have the attention span of a goldfish when he had talked to it, and had mentioned a fox, but that didn't mean it worked for Ghost. At no point had it named its employer. So he pointed to where the creature hung about, though he glanced at Elizabeth to make sure it was still there.