It really was some of his best work.
Ronin's likeness practically jumped off of the canvas, the sight of his face actually making Bastien rather emotional for the loss of the man on his later nights painting. There was something about the moonlight and mourning, he thought. Something that had inspired him to paint Ronin laughing, light catching his eyes. He had only a few sketches to work from (for everyone who entered his accquaintance was honoured with at least one sketchbook page, except for Phoebe) and his memory, but he was very proud when he stepped back from the last mark.
Vanya's portrait was more subdued, quiet. Softer, almost as if she was attempting to balance out the light of Ronin's expression. Bastien had only met her the once but he had liked her very well for it, so took time to remember her features as best he could. The two portraits were joined by a golden border that matched up between them. For a moment he toyed with adding Aoife, but decided to not put in a baby among the dead. It seemed wrong, somehow.
With both the canvases tucked under his arm he headed to the Guild, expecting to see Remi. There would probably be tears, he supposed (hoped, for an emotional response was something all artists craved, he believed).
Bastien knocked on the door then began to push it open, yelling his arrival with: "It is Bastien! Accompanied with two rather flat friends!"
Bastien
I'm every cliche, but I simply do it best
