Chachan blinked and finally looked away from his work at the mention of cookies, his sweet-tooth getting the best of him. Still, it seemed what he was doing did not require the whole of his attentions, as he continued even with his eyes on the plate and the Seeker that held them. Moreso the plate, given the quiet rumbling of his stomach, but his gaze remained fixed on Zhara's own when he spoke to her.
"Ah, welcome back, Zhara!" he chirped cheerfully enough, though he hesitated a bit before continuing. "I... uh... wouldn't mind a cookie'r two meself if'n there's any leftover."
His request made, the Lalafell turned his attentions briefly to Jana to nod at her explanation before focusing on finishing his work. Which didn't seem like all that much more, considering he had managed to finish the sharpening with the file while the Keeper was mulling over her choice of words. He seamlessly moved into going at the blade with the oil and whetstone next, cleaning and polishing the edge he had given to it. It would certainly seem like he had been quite truthful in his claim that he would be done "pretty quick-like."
"A weight pro'lem, Ms. Jana?" he repeated for clarification, his voice lifted a little to not get lost among the incessant scraping sound of his work. "I'll give it a quick look-see after I finish thi' up, then. Almost done."
"Ah, welcome back, Zhara!" he chirped cheerfully enough, though he hesitated a bit before continuing. "I... uh... wouldn't mind a cookie'r two meself if'n there's any leftover."
His request made, the Lalafell turned his attentions briefly to Jana to nod at her explanation before focusing on finishing his work. Which didn't seem like all that much more, considering he had managed to finish the sharpening with the file while the Keeper was mulling over her choice of words. He seamlessly moved into going at the blade with the oil and whetstone next, cleaning and polishing the edge he had given to it. It would certainly seem like he had been quite truthful in his claim that he would be done "pretty quick-like."
"A weight pro'lem, Ms. Jana?" he repeated for clarification, his voice lifted a little to not get lost among the incessant scraping sound of his work. "I'll give it a quick look-see after I finish thi' up, then. Almost done."
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