Wow, you're gonna pop a blood vessel like that. Fine, fine, just remember that you rushed me.
[and with that airy washing of her hands, Hazel hands the second mystery sketch over.
it's still of Tetsuo, but this time it seems that she's chosen the setting with actual seriousness. it's a rendition of their little motorcycle escapade together, right in the middle of when he jumped that car. he's caught in a moment just beyond the strain of psychic lifting, that split-second of triumph when he realizes he's actually going to make it.
if Hazel wants any comments on it, she doesn't give any outward indication. her focus has already gone back to her sketchbook.]
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[and with that airy washing of her hands, Hazel hands the second mystery sketch over.
it's still of Tetsuo, but this time it seems that she's chosen the setting with actual seriousness. it's a rendition of their little motorcycle escapade together, right in the middle of when he jumped that car. he's caught in a moment just beyond the strain of psychic lifting, that split-second of triumph when he realizes he's actually going to make it.
if Hazel wants any comments on it, she doesn't give any outward indication. her focus has already gone back to her sketchbook.]