"Heya," came the easy reply coupled with a friendly grin.

Marisa wasn't volunteering to help him, true, but that didn't mean she wouldn't help. Her thoughts were less on what was actually being built than the act of building itself. She'd left that life devoid of magic a long time ago, and though some things were better done without magic, building wasn't one she thought much about. And now that she was, she wasn't sure which would be better: hand-built or magic-built.

"You're doing a good job, ze."