In the tree house, Titania had moved closer and closer to the projection as she watched Regius craft his first piece of new equipment. When she saw that the boy she praised so highly forgot to even remember that he hadn't crafted a new hammer and anvil despite her incessant nagging, she could only shake her head and send her personal one to him. This earned her several looks from the other members of the first generation that had intruded on her home at a moment's notice.