He still took his time with the bracer's, using his poison applying leather gloves while handling the switchblade, taking no chances. He still finished the first one at the end of the day, but he didn't bother to put the bracer on, instead setting it to the side, and began work on the second one, idly noting that his newer switchblade was a bit wider and heavier than the older one, but was close enough that he could still use the same sizes for both. The magical switchblade might be a TINY bit loose in it, but he could stuff some leather into the holder beside it, and it would be as firm as his contempt in the gods.<br/><br/>He glanced up as Mirada entered the room, and waved to her, carefully removing the bracer with the older magic switchblade from her reach. "So, how did the meeting with the guildmaster go?"