I see. I suppose you will get to keep this one. Perhaps I will. I am quite fascinating by this little thing.

[And she does like art. What is this, if not living art?

Although what shows on the paper that gradually fills in over time isn't... what she took at all. She doesn't have an immediate feeling of concern, but it questionable at best. When it comes to things in this world, however, it seems like many things don't go according to plan.

His reaction is a little more puzzling, honestly. There's recognition in his eyes and the gentle blush of gold that strikes along his cheeks.]

...What is this? It is not what I took. Obviously.

[She offers over the paper to him if he needs a better look.]