Angus nodded as she took the knives, he looked to her hands and raised an eyebrow a little seeing the peculiar fingers he thought for a little while about the stories he'd heard about wooden people out in the lost woods, he'd met a few Kokori in his travels and they'd spoken of these people known as 'Skull kids'. Another smile crept over his face as he realised that this girl must be one of them, that would also explain why she didn't know about forging. He didn't say anything about it, it didn't matter to him, she seemed nice and that was all that really mattered right? 

He was about to tell her to put the wallet away when he noticed the scene on a nearby stall, while he paid no attention to the figure's approach he did see them push a child over and that was something the smith could not stand for. His face dropped from a smile to a stern frown. "Watch my stand would ya'?" He asked, turning his gaze to the hooded person before cracking his knuckles and rolling his neck over his shoulders. Angus grabbed the remaining claymore that lay resting against the table and easily lifted it up and slinging it over his shoulder, he didn't intend to use it at all but he thought it would help to intimidate the slightly taller figure who from behind looked to be human. He strode over to the child who lay crying in the dirt and offered them a hand up, he then gently ushered the mother forward and continued up to the Darknut. "Hey buddy," He said, his deep turning deeper and more aggravated than it had been while running the stall as he reached out to grab the figure's shoulder. "what exactly gives you the right to stroll into my home town and pull this sort of stunt, huh?"