==> Well, you’re at a bit of a loss here. You’re pleased that she likes it so much, but at the same time the exchange feels a little weirdly intimate and you don’t know what to do with it. Did you just do something really, really friendly, or something pale or red? Fylenn wouldn’t have suggested that you do something pale for someone else, right? You have absolutely no idea where to proceed, because you FEEL like maybe you should say or do something here because the moment is right for it, but you’ve got no Alternian clue what that thing could be.
==> You’re pretty grateful for Scilar’s prompting about food, because otherwise you would have just stood there with your mouth parted and your hands dangling at your sides until she regretted accepting the painting from you in the first place.
`A` Well, ^ctu^lly, now th^t you s^id so, I don’t think th^t I’ve e^ten ^nthing phor ^ phew hours now. Uh… 8? Ye^h, 8 hours.
==> You were just painting this whole time. Actually, if anything you’re a feeling a little exhausted and salt-deprived, so having something to drink would be best… but you DO wanna’ hang out. It’s not like anybody’ll yell at you for pulling all-dayers.
We c^n h^ve the serv^nts cook something phor us! `∀` M^ybe w^ffles? You should pick wh^tever you w^nt phor bre^kph^st!
==> After all that gawking, your smile turned to a bit of an odd pout. You guess… he doesn’t get this kind of reaction a lot. Which is embarrassing for you. At least it sounded like getting food was a good idea-
==> With a shrug, you take one more look at the painting by the wall and smirk, before nodding up at your host and heading out the door.