He begins heating the ore in his bare hands. "This is a bit different then how a normal blacksmith does it, but you get the idea. What do you want me to make?"
'He is aware that you're on top of him right?' 'He'd have to be but he's not doing anything about it. Interesting. I wonder why.' 'It's elementary, my dear Watson. Oh no, your nerdiness is contagious!' 'Shut it. You like Sherlock and we both know it.' 'It's not the worst... this is kind of like when Jacob got me addicted to Reeses.' 'Ambrosia tastes like Reeses to me.' 'Of course it does.'
Ren smiles as her masterpiece pulls together.
Angelica sits on a couch. "What's your mortal family like?"
Dani shrugs " ehhh kinda but not really this is a navaja " he says and shows him a picture he had taped into his journal , a fold out knife a lot like a pocket knife but with a ratcheting system instead
He starts by making a mold for the blade, and filling the mold with molten metal he pours from his bare hand. "Quick note, never, ever, try what I'm doing right now. Your hands will literally melt."
Once the metal starts hardening, he grabs the blade, and lifts it, the starts heating it as he hammers away at it, forcing it into a small flat sheet of metal.