Having been thoroughly engrossed for quite some time, Michelle suddenly seemed to realize where he was and smacked his forehead.
"My apologies, Mr. Gauss. Please forgive my lack of manners," he said. "It has been far too long since I've seen a true dragon's body that looks so much like a work of art. I lost myself for a moment."
"It's no trouble. Take your time, Mr. Michelle." Gauss took a sip of the black tea on the table.
The tea was a bit too bitter for his taste, so he picked up the small pitcher beside him and poured in a splash of milk to neutralize the bitterness. He had plenty of time; in fact, it was a good thing for him if the Guild's actuary took longer to appraise the items. He certainly did not want the Guild to send someone careless and sloppy for the job.
