The two he had just meet walked in behind him and claimed a table. He was watching the large golem work, thinking of how he could help him and help repair the building when the black knight offered him a seat. He sat down drinking in the entire assortment of items spread across the table.

He was trying to figure out how she managed to fit everything in her bag when she opened a magical box. His jaw dropped and he began to get nervous seeing the knives. He thought this was an examination not a dissection. He looked to Kitten, but he was calm, which usually helped him stay calm. He had just made up his mind to run when she informed him that the knives were a mistake. If he had lungs he would have sighed.

He was watching as the box rearranged it's simbles and she opened it again revealing different items. It made him very curious he wondered how it worked but decided to save that for a later time. His eyes scanned the contents of the box and was about to ask how lipstick would be a part of the examination when she asked if he was ready to begin holding her magnifying glass. "Uh, yes." He answed. "But I do have a question, well a favor to ask actually. Is it possible for you to fix the magic that made me?" He asked in a low voice, his toes seeming to interest him.

He snapped his head up when she asked for employment. His sad mood changed to excitement. He loved work he hated being still and unoccupied. "I would like work too. I could fix the walls and furniture. Or I could help him" he said pointing at the large golum. "I could help,with the roof too but I might be to heavy to stand on it ."

He turned back to the woman. He still wasn't any good at picking up on emotions, at least anything other than anger. Anger he could see all to well. Seeing her sitting there he said "uh, so..." beginning to feel odd just sitting at the table, he reached under the table where Kitten was laying and started to pet behind his ears.