[ Sylvain blinks, because he hadn't really made the connection. Maybe because he'd never seen that table in use - or even hints of what Basch might like to fiddle with in his free time. They had so much of it here, after all. ]
Make something? Like what?
[ There's a flare of interest in his eyes, an eager sort of interest as he searches Basch's face. ]
no subject
Make something? Like what?
[ There's a flare of interest in his eyes, an eager sort of interest as he searches Basch's face. ]