He chuckles, eyes dropping to the clean cut through Arche's garb and his smile turns apologetic. Perhaps he should work to fashion wooden substitute weapons.

"I'd be happy to." The idea holds a good bit of charm, with the possibility of becoming a somewhat regular routine. "I need to help tend the animals and the garden first thing anyway, so I think it should work out well. An enjoyable start to the day before work begins."

Chores, he means. Cleaning, repairs, collecting supplies and resources while those with jobs head out into town.

"I'll look forward to it."