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Amelia shrugged, "Depends on how damaged it is. If a dragon accidentally knocked it out of alignment or shifting in the rock itself creates stresses that weren't there previously the pillar needs to be replaced. In most cases temporary supports are built around the target pillar then it's dismantled and a new one erected. If it's badly damage, or in the process of failing, the replacement might be more then one pillar or a different, more suitable type."

She smiled despite herself, "Here, there's very little variation on the type of rock - it's all different types of volcanic rock. The Weyr's build on top of an extinct volcano - we're currently inside the rocks that make up the volcano's caldera. It's all very hard rock. However, fractures, joints, and water seepage can affect building plans but that's usually long term stuff the engineers have to worry about - excavators have to make sure it fits and fits perfectly the first time. We also find the occasional gem but they're not very pretty because they're raw." She held up her hands, showing the calloused palms and fingers, and dirt she never could quite get off from scrubbing, "Yeah... you worked at a forge? How was that?"

Sharath's gaze narrowed a bit, If he pinched anything of mine and I'll pinch fingers. I don't like theives, they take things that aren't theirs... only a fool would take from his queen.

Amelia eyed her dragon as she worked, "I hardly think he's implying he would steal from you, Sharath. Though I agree, thieves are sad people. I far prefer honest work."

Some males, perhaps, are like that... but I rather thought Ptoth and Roheth were good males... They looked very good that night, and were respectful. She snaked her head out towards Deprith ever so slightly, as if leaning in to gossip and it was clear she rather enjoyed their attentions. Males who know their place and know to have respect are good males, I think. Yours will be a good rider if he learns that.

Amelia smiled as she worked, bemused by the side of the chatter she could hear but wisely held her tongue. They were discussing boys, it seemed. "It sounds like interesting work, actually... but I guess if it's the only thing you do it could get tedious. I've never worked metal, really, just stone. Oops... out of oil." She'd gone to use more of the jar and realized it was empty, "I should go get some more. Thank-you very much for helping me, J'lin! I'll remember who to ask about dragonhide care." Grinning, she winked at him as she disappeared out the weyr's entrance.

Sharath viewed that as a dismissal for them and huffed at them, jerking her head towards the entrance, Tell Yours I thank him. And I thank you too, Deprith, I feel much better.