[As soon as he hears someone approach, one long ear flicks his direction, tilting his head up only as the question gets posed. He greets it with a smile, slick with a gleam in his eye.]

Uh, best thing in the world when you're stuck with a buncha waves and nothing to do. You rock 'em. I made my first board, and it's been like a hundred years but whatever, amirite?

[That was No description at all. Remarkable. Regardless, he chuckles, the knives continuing their work whether he seems to pay attention to them or not.]

If you're in the market I mmmmight be open for trades.