I suspected he was really just admiring the artwork.
I would have to get the kin some charcoal or something, as his and my own boredom would be assuaged if he were working on something.
I smiled as I ushered some dishes to the sink. No one here knew of Levent’s secret talent but me. What a strange dragon-kin.
As I started rinsing a mug of its tea residue, I heard something very loud happening in the basement. I glanced at Levent before putting down the mug and running around to the shop. The Rio barricade had been taken down and something was definitely happening in the greenhouse. I rushed in to find Kewyn and Rio standing in the doorway, mouths hanging slightly open as they looked inside.
The ship was making a loud rumbling noise as it hung about a foot off of the ground, its balloon full and hot air billowed out of its vent. Aenlilea popped out of a doorway in the side of the ship, looking up at it with a smile as he walked toward us.
“Is it done?” Rio yelled, barely audible over the noise.
“Yes and no,” Aenlilea said. He gestured for us to follow him and walked into the workshop.
“This,” he said, pointing at a blueprint. “Is too heavy.”
“Dad, you just gestured to the whole fuel supply,” Kewyn pointed out.
“Yes. But mostly, the fuel. It’s not hot enough for its weight. We need something better,” he said.
“Then we’ll get something better,” Kewyn said.
Aenlilea grumbled in Delfaethan and stalked off back to his office, shutting the door. For a moment, everyone was silent.
“…So?” Rio eventually said. “What now?”
Kewyn glanced at him. “We continue to wait,” she said.
“How long?” Rio said. The blonde did not reply, ushering us out of the greenhouse and shutting the door.
Levent shrugged and left the workshop. It was a little odd seeing him just standing there in broad daylight.
“I need to go to my post,” Kewyn said, narrowing her eyes at us. “Don’t get into trouble. I won’t help you out of it.”
“Don’t worry about us,” Rio said. She gave him a look that said that was all she was going to do.