they will shake their heads and wag their fingers
by daybreak we'll be gone
"Well, of course." Bastien agreed, having thought it was a given that anything he did he would be the most handsome at. With Rexanna's experience with children, he was sure she would take to Pittore well, though how comparable he was to a human child Bastien was not sure. The gremlin definitely had a mind of his own and a personality, but at the moment he seemed more akin to an intelligent animal than a son. Still, he had an artistic mind, which had immediately endeared him to Bastien - and it seemed Rexanna felt the same way.
Pittore reached forward to touch Rexanna's work, curiously at first, only lightly touching the edges. Then he gave out an excited squeak and tried to push her hands, wanting to see how she made the patterns. "It seems you may have a student." Bastien smiled as he picked back up his paintbrush and continued to sketch out the Voice.
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