For Titus and Rathus, it seemed to be a relatively ordinary day. They woke up, had breakfast, and went to work as usual. They exchanged some pleasant small talk, but largely kept to themselves. Even if they weren't actively engaging in what the other was doing, the atmosphere was pleasant and relaxing. As often as Titus left the shop for his work now, Rathus was all the more appreciative of those days he had his company.
"Find a good shop then?" He called.
"I think so," Titus replied over his shoulder, though his eyes remained focused on whatever mixture he was playing with.
