Tal jumped a little as Alys's voice appeared from over his shoulder under his arm and a draconic snicker sounded from the roof. "Hey! Oh, shit, what time is--" He looked around and then glanced up to check the position of the sun before giving his friend a sheepish grin. "Uh... I guess I am? Just for a little longer, I swear! We're almost done here... yeah?" The last was said to the smith who raised a black brow at him. She was taller than Tal, with broad shoulders and long, graceful fingers. Her black hair was cropped short and peppered lightly with grey above dark blue eyes.
"Not quite. Where do you want the pin?"
Tal leaned back over the counter and sketched a few more quick lines. "What about here?"
"Hm. Vertical, then?"
"Yeah."
"Alright. And what about you?" The smith turned her attention to Alys coolly, waiting to see if the woman was a potential customer.
"Not quite. Where do you want the pin?"
Tal leaned back over the counter and sketched a few more quick lines. "What about here?"
"Hm. Vertical, then?"
"Yeah."
"Alright. And what about you?" The smith turned her attention to Alys coolly, waiting to see if the woman was a potential customer.
