"Only a day?" Septimus looks speculative and starts taking even more detailed mental notes on the feel of that. It's definitely a promising start, and clearly he needs to play with a potential new crafting technique, test its potential, right?

It's only reasonable.

"Earning your arrows is a rite of passage?" Now that's curious. It puts him in mind of nothing quite so much as the day his father handed him the signet dagger of the Princeps.