high hopes

BASTIEN Cause I’ve been making something out of nothing…Like my soul Bastien still wasn't quite sure what she meant about her voice. She seemed fine to him, perhaps a little flirty, but that was hardly a crime. Especially not in this place. "I'm sure they are just captivated by your beauty to the point of stupefaction." Hardly even after he'd gotten the words out, Rexanna was stripping. Bastien considered finding some water that hadn't yet frozen to dunk his head in, to see if this was some sort of dream he had to wake up from. Moving forward he first grabbed a cloth from a nearby chair and motioned for Rexanna to kneel up for just a moment so he could place it underneath her knees, to cushion and warm her. "We want you to be comfortable above all else, tesora." With that done, he gently touched her heel to move it closer to him, then angled her shoulders slightly differently. "That will do for the moment. I am just going to do some sketches, so you can move however you wish soon." Moving to his canvas, Bastien began to draw out her basic forms with a simple light blue line, taking up about half his canvas. "Tell me, have you always liked the arts? You seem very willing to become a subject."