Seoraj straightens with him, smooth; the hints at who and what Tom is all seem so strangely contradictory, and here and there he puzzles over it. Though he's conscious of the fact Tom is dangerous, so are most of the people he grew up with and it doesn't occur to him to consider this an inherently concerning or worrying facet of his new acquaintance - it's just context right now, to him. It's one of the things that makes sense. Funny how that works out.

"Gold, today. I don't do a lot of weapons work here, most of the time, but now and then, and some of them like it decorative." He looks almost wry; when form and function marry well, that's one thing, but you should hear some of the suggestions he's gently steered people away from. (It's not a bad rule of thumb for who he will and will not actually make weapons for, and he can afford to choose his customers. He has turned people away over the past few months, for various reasons.)