"Little Patriarch, why haven't I seen you go out today?"
From afar, before anyone had even appeared at the courtyard gate, Balu's booming voice arrived first.
Eric happily raised the rolling pin and jumped up: "Balu, why are you here? Aren't you learning how to dig wells?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Balu stepped in, looking with surprise at the basins filling the yard:
"Oh, the digging for that well is finally done. The Dwarves are installing the water pumping equipment; we don't understand that stuff anyway, so we'll just exchange food with you guys for it when the time comes."
He lifted the lid of a basin to check, saying in surprise:
"Why is there so much dough? Are you planning to make delicious food for us personally again? Why not do it at the cafeteria? The stove is bigger there, saving you the trouble of doing it in the courtyard. It's lucky there's no wind today, otherwise, it would have blown soil into the dough."
"Is the digging finished already?"
