Will felt his small bit of hope and achievement just turn into disappointment. Having made the sword himself, not his mentor. He was well to not show just how disappointed for he bowed his head. "I will let him know just how much love his work." Will told him with a smile. Looking up suddenly, he saw a young woman wearing a fashionable Victorian dress of which Will expected must have taken some time to get into. Hearing her greeting, Will bowed his head to her respectfully. "Greetings, Miss Swann. I-It is good to see you as well." Feeling his low-class presence and mind set take over.