Yuki just offered a smile to the girl at her mention of the messy shop. He was truthfully used to working in messier conditions than that; he’d often been told by his betters that it was a sign of genius at work. It made sense, Yuki himself was less than pristine when it came to cleaning. Naturally he got wrapped up in thinking about all of these things that he didn’t say anything else until she pulled out the plans and pressed them down on the table, which snapped his attention back to reality. He moved to her side, looking down at the plans with his own beaming eyes. “Wow, who drew up these? They’re exquisite,”
he muttered in awe, more to himself than to Akira. He glanced to her face to see the same glow in her expression, which drew the corners of his mouth up in a smile. He could already tell she would be fun to work with. Whenever she suggested they get to work, he nodded firmly. He leaned over the plans and scanned over them again and again, looking at every quirk and detail. If I bent this here, perhaps… no, too complicated, ahh… this will be a truly beautiful staff! I can’t wait!
Of course during his thoughts he hardly noticed one of the Hokage’s messengers come in, because he was already off to work. He worked with a speed hardly unmatched by many carpenters, having learned from the great masters of the world and become a master himself at a young age. He also stole glances at Akira, admiring her own handiwork. Was she a master too? She certainly worked at the speed of one. Anyway, before long the weapon as done and they had plans for armor. Akira asked if they were ready, and Yuki smiled pleasantly. “I’m always ready, let’s do this!”
He really enjoyed working with the girl; they were quick and efficient together.
He would set off beginning to work on the armor, bending the wood to just the most pristine curve and working with Akira to attach it all together. If it went well, this would take no time at all, and the Hokage would have some super effective armor.