Selice: So, how was your day?
Veli: Eh, I survived, getting along, the usual, how was yours?
Selice: Nothing too special. Just helping out around the house, mainly. Idas came on in earlier needing some horseshoes, and a bunch of other folk before that.
Veli: Yeah, I noticed there were only two left up there.
Selice: Mmhmm. People haven't bought nails in a while though, strangely enough. We've gotta bit of a stockpile building up. But, anyway, it was a busy day for my brother; father's back was hurting. He's getting old, but wouldn't do to admit it, not in a million years. In fact, my brother almost had to call me in to help him out at the forge. Lotsa orders made to custom. Would you believe that? Me? Helping him? Nah, that's crazy talk. He's almost as stubborn as my father in that regard. Apple doesn't fall far from the tree, y'know?
Veli: Yeah, people tell me I'm just like my father, but I don't really see it, though, it would be nice if Reese could be a bit more like him, I still can't believe she steals all those books.
