"The young master did?"
Leather-gloved hands paused over the gleaming surface of the golden artifact cushioned on the table. Scattered on the wood were numerous tools for examination. He was busying himself on the artifact when Phaelona came to their workroom and dropped him the news that their precious young master Moulin and the second master would visit them this evening. Colahn slowly straightened, keeping his eyes locked on his dear friend.
"So he already told the second young master..." Colahn, wearing a worried look, slipped the gloves off his hands one at a time. "I thought... they needed more time to decide. How unexpected..."
Phaelona settled on a nearby chair and stared at the man before the messy table. Colahn, unlike her, didn't care about the objects littering around the vicinity. There were times he'd forget to put them away after his work was done.