[ Nearly everyone who spends any time at the workshop seems to share the same distaste when it comes to physical contact. He tries to remember as much, at least after the first time, but he's an old dog and he isn't always good with new tricks. ]

Call you..? Ah. [ Cid sighs. ] Right, don't tell me, you're not as young as you look.

[ It's just like Jaskier all over again. He leans his hip against a workbench for the moment, rubbing at his chin. ] So, you don't age, you're stronger than a man twice your size, you've got a good grasp of magic, and you haven't got a care in the world when it comes to this heat. Is that all you've got? Am I missing anything? No sense in asking you to fetch a ladder or a blowtorch if you can fly or shoot lasers out of your eyes or what have you.

[ Cid makes a vague gesture at the room. The teasing is meant to be friendly, but he can only hope Alucard takes it as such. ] As for your engravings... I'd be glad to take any additional fail safes on offer, though you might consult with Viktor on the finer details of the way your magics might interact. I prefer to rely on the mechanical myself. Magic's not so freely given where I'm from.