Plourr watches him with clear concern, her face close to his, and after a second or two, she follows his gaze to her feet. From there, it's easy to spot the sketchpad lying abandoned on the floor. She leans over and picks it up.
Rial is a good artist. The childish figure is unfinished in all of the drawings, but several pages of the sketchpad are full of them, and oh gods, that figure-- Shattered forehead, skin shaded gray, eyes dead, bones showing--
Her faces loses color. She looks at him. "Rial, what--?"
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Date: 2007-04-10 12:58 am (UTC)Rial is a good artist. The childish figure is unfinished in all of the drawings, but several pages of the sketchpad are full of them, and oh gods, that figure-- Shattered forehead, skin shaded gray, eyes dead, bones showing--
Her faces loses color. She looks at him. "Rial, what--?"