"Oh, it's perfect," Edith says, taking everything in as she follows Thomas back to the workshop, turning in a circle as she walks. Even without anything here yet, it's easy to imagine it full of his inventions, and easy, too, to imagine the shop doing well. She's thought it since he arrived, that this place could be good for him, and already she's eager to see it come to fruition. He deserves that, the chance to make something of himself doing what he loves. "Do you know when you'll open it? I suppose you'll have to make some things first."