Barcus chuckles, hugging as tightly as he dares--not that his strength is likely to be a match for Maedhros', but he doesn't want to trip him up, either. "I've enjoyed the project more than nearly any I've undertaken in the last several years. There is something in the intimacy of custom work, for lack of a better word."

"As many times as you've stuck your neck out for me, it felt like the least I could do."

He lets go at last, looking up at his friend with undisguised warmth. "You'll need to sit, then, or else I'll need something to stand on."