[justify]Once Hirro caught up with Lani, he was quick to instruct the next set of steps. They had been working for bells now, but because book binding required a multitude of skills, Lani was kept on her toes, and felt not fatigue by the work. She understood now why the Avora had said that he liked it earlier, as it was fulfilling to craft something from scratch by one’s self. She was beginning to be grateful that he was such a laid back and hands off teacher as her book came together. It wasn’t the best thing, but so far she had done all the work for it, and some of the work for his books. By the time this day was done she would have made a whole book by herself, and the prospect satisfied the scribe more than she thought it would.
”Now for the leather.” Hirro, the bookbinding Avora, moved towards the high quality and thin leather pieces at the end of the table. They were oddly shaped, having been parts of animals, and were not pressed or cut like the wood or paper. Hirro selected the top piece of leather and moved over to the grid pattern cutting board, that Lani now realized this might be for.
”Each grid on the cutting board here is an inch.” Hirro shared as Lani moved around the table beside him, she could see what he was talking about and so she nodded silently. ”And we are going to want about an inch and a quarter more leather than wood, so that it folds over.” He spoke slowly for her to understand, showing her what he meant with his hands while he spoke, and Lani nodded, grasping the Nari easy enough.
”Thirteen by ten inches?” She did the quick math in her head, and Hirro nodded at her calculations. He started by spreading out the leather onto the cutting board and pulling his razor from the table. The Avora placed the wood on top of the leather and with his fingers felt to make sure the wood lined up with the cutting board. With quick practiced hands, and without making any markings, Hirro sliced the thin leather and turned the whole ordeal to slice it again. While watching him Lani realized she would definitely have to make markings because she did not trust her measurements as quickly as he did. Still, by the time he was done, there was still a significant amount of the leather left, and so he stepped aside to let Lani try.
A little more hesitant than he, Lani stepped over to the cutting table, accepting the razor from him and adjusting the leather underneath the demo board so she could cut. It was then that she realized why he hadn’t marked anything, he really didn’t need to. Lani could feel the inverted ridges of the wood underneath the thick leather, and using her common sense knew that if each ridge was an inch in length, than the wood would fit loosely between the twelve inches or ridges, and then she merely had to count one ridge out. When she positioned her razor over the thing, she could feel the sharp utensil fall easily within the ridges, and glide through the thin leather with ease. Lani grinned at the ease of it, and although she was not nearly as quick as he, she was not tediously slow in cutting out her piece of leather.