[He shrugged, doing his best to not look ruffled by the praise. It wasn't anything he hadn't heard before, certainly nothing he hadn't done before. And yet, he was touched. Maybe it was the fact that he had never employed such handiwork on a small scale, or hell, maybe Chronos was just making him soft.]
[Either way, despite his efforts, he cracked a smile.]
Don't start singing me praises yet. We don't even know how well it'll work.
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[Either way, despite his efforts, he cracked a smile.]
Don't start singing me praises yet. We don't even know how well it'll work.