Eliron sighed in an elaborate manner to draw the elder's attention to himself, then he walked up to the rune block and picked it up.
'I can't wait any longer…'
"Do you want to take a look at—"
"Give that to m—"
Eliron spoke and the elder spoke simultaneously, both statements crashing into each other.
Zenith's face remained stoic. "You can go first."
He nodded and raised the rune block.
If runes were the programming language, then rune blocks were the chipset on which more complex runes were laid.
That was why he was certain that it would pique her interest.
"I found myself invested in runes these past few days, so I made this during my free time out of curiosity." He lied.
"Who would have known an adept runecrafter such as yourse—"
"You mean MASTER runecrafter." She cut in, before Eliron could finish, her eyes narrowed.
Eliron resisted the urge to roll his eyes.
"Yes, what I meant to say was that I never expected a master such as yourself to come by."
