Aww but her bust looks so good

Oh yes, they are all looks, but that is it! No man dares to touch me because of them.

(shakes head vigorously) You wouldn't have a job, because your sales would plummet without 'em.

(she furrows her brow) Good sir, I'm sure I do not know what you mean, but you forget yourself. I did not obtain the respect I have from these cursed things! Being a blacksmith matters not on my bust.

(Grins broadly) You sure 'bout that? I imagine you have more customers than any other blacksmith. You could say that's maybe price, or quality, but you won't be able to have both. I bet even the cheapskates and connoisseurs come to you constantly. Sure, it's probably got something to do with your talents. But it also has a fair bit to do with your talents. ...Hell, I'd sure ask for the most fragile weapons and armor possible...that way I'd always have a constant recurring excuse to browse your weapons while I browse your weapons. (Smiles, shrugs mildly) Besides, I'd have to ogle them. If I were to look into that dazzlingly radiant eye of yours, I wouldn't be able to look anywhere else, or focus on anything else for that matter. Including talking. It would get very awkward very quickly. Good thing you've got those distractions!



i think im subconsciously channeling one of my rogue-class characters

(she rolls her eye) I am certain about that, sir, forget not your place. I only tend to the armour of the higher classes because the other blacksmith's need to be able to make a living. Your silver tongue will not get you far with me, and I do not give out low-grade armour, young one. My home-made steel is only the finest~ (she said with confidence) Sure, some men and even women come to gaze upon my 'assets', but then come to appreciate not losing a limb in combat, nor their blade snapping in half.

You are 100% fine! I am thoroughly enjoying myself!

Oh, good, then you'll enjoy this, too, I hope. XD
also: https://imgur.com/a/znWab Nikolas!

Nikolas: (Grins boldly, locking his gaze with hers with a glint of mischievous playfulness in his eyes) I remember it quite well, milady~. At the bottom, in the gutters...looking up the skirts of noblewomen, queens, princesses, and bewitchingly beautiful blacksmithing behemoth-breasted bombshells. Metaphorically, of course. ...Mostly. (Coughs diffidently) As for my silver tongue... Well, you say it won't get me far. Perhaps not. (Smiles faintly with a slight narrowing of eyes) But, it would get you far beyond the firmament and amongst the gods in the heavens long before it was done delivering its sterling, sinful sermon. (curls his tongue teasingly across his lips and then inclines his head apologetically) Too forward, too far, my apologies. I do often forget myself...because why worry about what sewer levels of society I am on, when I can focus more on what, or who, is right in front of me? The views are incomparable, to say the least. (Gestures around at the room full of displayed metalworks without looking away from her; he wasn't lying about getting his gaze trapped by hers) That said, you're not the only big-breasted blacksmith around. But, unlike them, your skill is evident and exemplary in spite of your luscious visage. A lot of women with your natural advantages would not feel the need nor motive to excel at any task of labor or craft...not to your extent, at any rate. (Finally tears his eyes away with visible reluctance to look at a nearby poniard, picking it up deftly and examining the tang, breadth, and blood channel with an expert's critical eye) ...I do not even know the price of this lovely sticker-and-slitter and yet I know it is far beyond my price range. (Glances at her with a look of clear admiration) Even without considering the hindrances you have to overcome in your crafts, this is a master-crafted fusion of form and function that, frankly, I have yet to have seen...and I have seen many, many smiths and their wares. But you have two obstacles that restrict your frontal clearance and range of motion, and a lack of half of your depth-perception, working a trade that requires efficiency of work-space availability, and which is a very detail-demanding sight-intensive craft, and yet you forge death-dealing jewels like this. (dexterously twirls the blade through his fingers and into its racked sheath in a single motion) I found you quite alluring at first. But there are many women who elicit that reaction from me. You are not the only massive-mammary-metalworker in this city I have seen, let alone the region. I only came to see if the rumors were true, that my jaded standards of unique and interesting feminine appeal would finally be met for once. (looks her straight in the eye) My verbal praises so far have been inadequate attempts to convey my opinions about how attractive I find you. But more than that, you're a woman who is possessed of a strength of dedication, determination, and perfectionism that is so intense that if I did not find it so sexy, even I would feel a little intimidated. Maybe.