He's about to answer the man's question when he notices the approaching noise. The sword leans forward, trying to get a look at the door as well from a slightly awkward angle. Fortunately, the source of the noise comes charging straight towards him, so he doesn't have to struggle to see it for long.
He's not really used to people practically kneeling in front of him, and he has no idea who the hell this person is yet. Something rings vaguely familiar about him, like the forge did, but no strong feelings come to mind like last time. Considering how things ended with the forge that might be a good thing. He stares awkwardly.
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He's not really used to people practically kneeling in front of him, and he has no idea who the hell this person is yet. Something rings vaguely familiar about him, like the forge did, but no strong feelings come to mind like last time. Considering how things ended with the forge that might be a good thing. He stares awkwardly.
"... Uh, can I help you?"