no cracks, no breaks

Amun

You'll be faced with problems of all shapes and sizes
You're going to have to make a few compromises

Frowning at Hemin's muttering, Amun stared at his fellow Ascended. However, the potter didn't say anything, simply shook his head and trailed behind the other man as they went to the new workstation. As Hemin perused the space, Amun hitched one hip up onto the wooden surface. "Suit yourself. If you change your mind, leave me a note." Leaning over, he hoisted the iron chunk up with a grunt.

"It sure does." Letting out a bark of laughter at his fellow Ascended's question, the potter shook his head. He twisted so they were looking out on the main space together. "No, nothing like that. Just be a contributing member." He stuck out his hand for the other man to shake. "Welcome."

For now we're happy if not overjoyed
And we'll accept the things we cannot avoid