Thorfinn moved from where he had been sitting when he saw Carlos. He pulled out a chair to sit beside him. Hearing the man speak the words he didn't understand at all he just offered a smile. He had been spending his days still collecting the bog iron even as he had planned and his usual tasks that keep him busy in the days.

"Hello," he started as he sat down beside the other. Placing a large knife on the table. It was sharpened up just like the one he used, wrapped in a bit of faberic. "You might not recall, but I promised to make you this." He explained in case the other was curious why a knife was being placed by him. Even if Cougar might not remember, Thorfinn tried to be a man of his word.