"Alrighty then, tho you seem a bit pal, sick stomach?"
He said as he sat the stuff next to him...it seemed like the metal was looking like...a hammer? Ohh, a war hammer, although it's not the size of someones head, the chunk was still rather big
"Fine, BUT...you will tell me later tho, i don't need anyone else trying to keep secrets from me anymore.."
He smiled a bit and turned back to the metal, grabbed a shaving, (or whatever you call to sharpen something -,-), bit and began to shave off the top of it, smoothing it out
Virgil grabbed onto his upper arms so hard his knuckles went white, trembling slightly. He bit his lip, looking down at the ground as he started to tear up-then sprinted out of the room.
