Greyson smiled as he went and kept sharpening his sword and he waved slightly when he saw Robert and Pricilla come back from their walk. Greyson was able to tell that something happened with their walk because otherwise they wouldn't be back so soon or Robert wouldn't be giving some faunuses the cold shoulder. "how was the walk guys?" Greyson asked them wondering if they wanted to talk or not as Greyson kept sharpening his sword and soon his rock got to small and he had to drop it, so Greyson grabbed another rock from his bag before he went back to sharpening noticing that the blade was getting better as time went on and after another rock or so he would be able to kill anything again as he made sure not to move his broken leg to much so it would heal quicker. Greyson's sword needed to be able to cut through anything when in trouble like when he cut through that giant sitting bull gut to kill it from the inside out.