Finding an unobtrusive spot to set his bag, Connor nods and goes to fill the coal bin dutifully. Long, long ago he learned under a man with a similar personality, with the added trouble that Connor was falling in love with the man's daughter and terrified of losing his apprenticeship if the smith caught on. This is a picnic by comparison.

He gives Casper a nod before he goes out, unsure how long he'll be sticking around, but wanting to find out how to make his donation in the right currency for the world. After a couple of buckets of coal, he has to take his coat off, and hangs it carefully out of the way, and well away from the other two men. It's got his sword in it, after all.