Cormac perked up from his position near the window as he heard Faetalis speak. He had believed himself alone, so the sudden sound of a voice had surprised him, though not enough to make him startled or jump from his seat. One would need to try much, much harder to scare a giant such as him.

[color=0054a6]"Restless?"[/color] he asked, followed by a nod of his head. [color=0054a6]"Yes. Yes, restless would be a good way to describe it. I'm not used to this feeling. Usually, B;oodAndGuts93 would give me a task to perform and I would do it until I was given another. I know there were moments of inactivity. Times when I was given nothing to do until he returned, but..."[/color] The blacksmith had a look in his eyes, as if he was staring right through woman while looking back to the years he existed before coming here. And yet, he couldn't seem to recall a thing.

[color=0054a6]"Ignore me."[/color] Cormac finally said. [color=0054a6]"Just me old age catching up with me."[/color] A shrug of his shoulders and whatever weight that had been on his mind had been lifted. If only Faetalis could so easily toss away her worries as this giant. [color=0054a6]"Got a new task for me? I'm sick of feeling like I'm contributing so little."[/color]