"What d'you need an alarm clock for?" It's an honest question, he woke up the same time every day without it. Though he realized that maybe it wasn't so easy for everyone else. What was so time constraining she couldn't just sleep until she got up though? That was the real question. "A bell shouldn't be too hard." He'll leave the clockwork to her. That's just a little too small and fiddly for him to do effectively.

A thoughtful hum at her describing why she likes gears so much. It was a good point, made him think too much about the military though. People shouldn't be treated like gears. "Think I'll leave anything that intricate to you. Hands are too big." He wiggled his fingers in emphasis. Also impatient and became easily frustrated. Those things didn't help with the idea of clockwork either. "But I can make you a bell." He had a prototype in mind for Niska's pill press as well. Containers were still going to be an issue. "Say, do we have anyone workin' ceramics. Or glass maybe?"