"I'm sure he appreciates the patience, lass. Blokes like that got a lot more important things to worry about, like taxes or tariffs. Maybe the odd courtesan." His smirk was lopsided, sardonic, as he reached out, eyebrow raised questing for permission before he took one of the boxes.

It did have a weight. "Aye, I might be able to work out somethin', but I'll need materials. Mind if I hang on to this one? For research purposes?"