"You've got more customers than usual, Valyr." Deciding to watch Valyr do his job, Wells looked at him as these words came out of his mouth, chuckling before shifting his gaze towards the customers not long after. Naturally, he hadn't forgotten that he was there to make sure that none of the items in the smithy were stolen.
In response to Wells' words, Valyr remained silent as he hammered out the remaining imperfections on the piece of equipment he was forging. After making sure that there were none that remained, he lightly nodded in satisfaction, placing the finished work to the side.
Placing his forging hammer on the anvil's surface after that, he wiped off the sweat that dripped from his forehead before looking back at Wells with a light grin. "Who knew beating the shit out of people that threw their weight around would be great advertising?"
Hearing that, Wells could only laugh in response.