[Saelfen gives Taryon a warm smile as he walks towards the workshop. He pauses briefly at the threshold, his eyes widening in amazement as he slowly steps inside. This is Tary's world, his small home away from home. Nothing is more important to an artificer than their workshop. It's like a haven for them, a refuge from the world that constantly pollutes their minds.
He walks through the workshop with a hint of reverence in his steps, his hands folded neatly behind him. Saelfen is doing what he can to stop himself from tinkering with Taryon's things. After all, he doesn't want to be a rude guest.]
You've been busy, haven't you?
[He offers Taryon a little smirk.]
I do hope my lovely poems inspired you to do your best, handsome.
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[Saelfen gives Taryon a warm smile as he walks towards the workshop. He pauses briefly at the threshold, his eyes widening in amazement as he slowly steps inside. This is Tary's world, his small home away from home. Nothing is more important to an artificer than their workshop. It's like a haven for them, a refuge from the world that constantly pollutes their minds.
He walks through the workshop with a hint of reverence in his steps, his hands folded neatly behind him. Saelfen is doing what he can to stop himself from tinkering with Taryon's things. After all, he doesn't want to be a rude guest.]
You've been busy, haven't you?
[He offers Taryon a little smirk.]
I do hope my lovely poems inspired you to do your best, handsome.