He shook his head, hiding his grin by ducking down to look at the statue from a lower angle. "No, because if someone screws this up, I would rather it be me. That way, you can snort, and be annoyed with someone else."<br/><br/>He used the scalpel to assist in levering the plastic tablet out, and then to clean off the excess gold, but at the end, he relaxed, rolling his shoulders. He HURT, from the unusual posture and the strain of making tiny, repetitive movements. Still, he was glad he had thought to wrap a cloth across his forehead. It had been hard enough to preform that well, only a couple minor scrapes on the cover from when his hand had slipped, without sweat getting into his eyes. He offered the ladies the tablet, before he began filling the cavity where it had been with gold coins, and then applying heat to them with a spell, filling the hole without also melting the rest of the statue. Once it had been filled, he put the squares back into place, the reason for his careful ordering of their places on the cloth and the reason he had used charcoal to do a quick doodle of the statue becoming clear as he quickly put them all back in. He only had to swap pieces around a couple times, before he used a make whole spell, the solid statue now actually solid. He then glanced at the women, and waited for them to tell him how bad the situation was.