He was back at his own work shop, his face dedicated, cold and focused on making a sword, you see sweat dripping down his face, he didn’t notice you when you walked into his work shop, but after a while he went:

”what do you want. don’t tell me you broke your sword.”

he said before looking up at you, his mask still on his face before he took it off, his orange eyes looking at you

”I swear..”

he sighed as he walked towards you holding his hands out

”let me see it. The sword.”