[Now that they've both got the same vague imagine in his head, he smiles and gets to work. The green and neon blue come first, covering the canvas in odd splotches. The blue and light blue come after that, covering up some of the green's and a little bit of the fluorescent colour in the process.]
So is there really a river in the sky where you're from?
[You don't just make something like that up...or if you did, there was something behind that. A dream or vision, usually.
Conversation during his work was a little cathartic, and he nods to the side to let her know there's a stool that she can probably use--no one else seemed to be occupying it. Make yourself comfortable, Aerith!]
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So is there really a river in the sky where you're from?
[You don't just make something like that up...or if you did, there was something behind that. A dream or vision, usually.
Conversation during his work was a little cathartic, and he nods to the side to let her know there's a stool that she can probably use--no one else seemed to be occupying it. Make yourself comfortable, Aerith!]