"I'll see them later, for certain. There is time for them later. I have work to do." he thinks, a serious expression coming across his face as he turns to leave the area and head back to his workshop.
"I do wish I could have gotten that opinion from him . . . but it can wait." he considers, as he gives a last few glances around the room, hunting for Achille's distinctive visage. Still failing to locate him, he head out of the bar, determined to make something of value happen yet before he turns in for sleep.
