Savage was summoned. It wasn't often that he was summoned somewhere, so when he was it was for a damn good reason. Just the reasoning could of been just about anything. Requests from Saga could be pretty wide. From something metal related, or more extra fun. So with that in mind, Savage went to meet his fearless leader. He knew where she would be. With Christmas coming, she was probably watching the resources go down the drain. Which infuriated Savage. All that could be used so much more wisely. Though, who was this attack dog to question it's master's orders.
Bundled up with a scarf, hat, and his coat, Savage moved from his workshop to the tollhouse. Once there, he kicked off the snow from his boots as he stepped in seeing the woman.
"My gorgeous leader. You have summoned me. How may I be of service to you?" One thing Savage learned, she was easily upset this time of the year, don't need to make it worse.