"Nope, total coincidence." Artan said with a chuckle. "But he's totally going to love it. If he's anything like the guy I'm aware of." He raised a brow, "Mind if I smoke? I'm kind of niccing over here and it's not the most sterile environment possible? But I'm guessing a little tobacco smoke won't kill you or anything."
He set down the machine and stretched his hand for a moment, "Ten minute break, either way, don't need the artist's hand cramping up." He looked at the clock and realized an hour and a half had already passed. He was getting faster.