He stepped back from the desk to let Ellie get a closer look, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his black robes. Lydia did a good jobs at using a warm material and leaving enough space for a Teensie to fit his hands and several metal parts.

"Warlock? I didn't peg you as the type to be in contact with actual magicians." He didn't like the idea of magic, and magic users had to do something special for Ales to have something other than a negative opinion of them. "Most in my world are lazy or have their heads full of hot air. Never saw a link between them and secret organizations."

He pulled out a gear with irregular teeth and laid it on by Ellie's hand. "Not much, just spare parts. I'm working on a contraption that can either shoot out arrows or open a lock depending on how far some guy turns the gears, but it'll take lots of little pieces. I can steal some here and there from the workshop, but I can't get caught. Don't want to ruin my respectable reputation just yet."