Harold noticed how they both didn't seem to know what to say really at that moment. He believed this was a moment classified as "awkward." However, he did have things he could say, so he hoped they could go back to wokring in efficiently and everything. It wasn't like the blush on her face made her....*cute* or anything! That's purely impossible. Harold *knew* he had *never* found much interest in females, besides the normal hormone induced reactions from time to time. But beyond that, he had never commented on the beauty of one himself. To think he would suddenly start thinking of one, the very same day he met her? Outragous! Truely, Truely Outragous!

"Ahh....Many thanks Thisa, I have produced these ideas and designs through a mixture of time and creative consideration....showers do help though." Harold tried making a joke to lighten the awkward mood the pair had desolved into before continuing: "As well, if you firmly believe that my ideas could hold the potential to assist in your designs, then by all means, use them as you wish. I hold no qualms about their practicality, nor their assistence in our endevours. As well, it is of....no concern that you were curious of my ideas. As I had brought to your attention beforehand, I did not find your curiosity to be a hinder to your character." Harold nodded to her with a slight blush on his face still.