Luban and Bruno approached, their faces still wearing a bewildered expression, and reached out to touch the "fur cloth" that was still slightly rough to the touch. It felt very sturdy, firmer than regular cloth, perhaps partly because it was still damp. It looked like it would be very warm.
"What kind of miracle is this? He barely used any effort..." Bruno was completely won over, muttering to himself.
Eric shot him a glare. What did he mean, no effort? He had used all his strength, and despite the cold weather, his head was covered in sweat.
Luban recognized the importance of this invention: "To make cloth from animal fur, this matter is too important. We must go find the chiefs."
He said hesitantly: "We are already close friends, but you have given us too many techniques. This... perhaps we should use a transaction method, and we can pretend we never saw how it was made."
