Gems are strewn across the workbench in front of the crimson maiden as she lay with her head pressed firmly into folded arms. Sitting up with a yawn she looks over her shoulder as a boy enters her shop. Her hand quickly going to the Muramasa as she turns around standing. The blade half drawn she stops as she recognizes her customer. Nodding to him she accepts the materials before sliding over the two items that she had crafted for him. Her eyes flickered away as soon as Rain had left the shop, T