Bastien returns the fist-bump with the flicker of hesitation and ultimate ease of a man who has never bumped fists but figures these things out fairly quickly when presented with them. From there his hand transforms swiftly into crossed fingers. Then his other hand for good measure.

No blockage along the vent, no blockage along the vent—

"Did you two use forges like this where you are from?" he asks in the meantime. Curiosity waits for no smoke. "Or is this you making do?"