ᅠᅠᅠᅠ* un - gloved hands took the object, placing it upon the work bench before sitting upon the stool in front of it. *ᅠᅠheard about your son. my condolences on that.
@LUPISARMIS ,, ( their expression remains stoic, handing off the object before bandaged digits move to adjust their hair. ) yeah. it's whatever. i don't care.
ᅠᅠᅠᅠ* orbs fell upon the object, almost lighting up like a kid at the sight. *ᅠᅠfinally! thank you, means a lot to me. tell me if you ever need anything, big fan of returning favors.
@LUPISARMIS ,, ( they only stand there, twirling an arrow between bandaged digits. hazel irises drifting to watch the movement of the metal. ) cool. i'm gonna go. see-ya.
ᅠᅠᅠᅠyou...ᅠᅠ* lips pursed, lensed gaze falling, metal within the room beginning to creak and shake all before a sudden stop. his gaze lifting— *ᅠᅠthat ' s fine. i can work with this, yeah.