He looks up from where he's sitting on the ground, struggling to try to fix a saddle and grins. "Anything." The saddle gets set to the side and he gets up to his feet, staggering a little before sitting into one of the chairs. His legs had cramped up a little, apparently.

Colin is gestured to another wooden chair. They're simple, but sturdy, and currently no one has to displace a cat to sit.