The applause makes him blink. That normally didn't happen unless he'd set up on a streetcorner to keep himself occupied and entertain a few pedestrians on the weekend. He grinned more widely when he realized it was Sal, and headed over to him with one hammer over his shoulder, the other weapons held in his free hand hanging at his side.

"'s just lots'a practice n' some good hand-eye coordination. Just like fightin', but with less blood involved unless I done fucked up."