Here we have an Artisan doing some repair work on a machine which involves some welding. Each of it's four arms is busy and deftly performing doing various tasks even as the majority of it's attention is focused on the work. This is a situation that it loves, indeed it craves it. Artisans are named as such for they were deliberately bred to do complicated technical work, from handling paperwork to organizing teams of Porters to do complicated things broken down into simple tasks to operating, maintaining and repairing complex machines. To an Artisan the sounds of hammers shaping metal, the grinding, hum and whur of machines, the clatter of trains rolling, locking and shunting and other such constant sounds of purposeful activity is calming and relaxing. They see beauty in a smoothly operating machine or assembly line. In contrast, sitting around in an empty forest with nothing to do for a week or more besides eat is a penance that would leave them them anxious and restless. To wallow in such purposeless inefficiency is a miserable state to them.