sacrifice what you are for what you can become
Henry was satisfied with his work so far as he looked over the even coat of fresh paint. He couldn't help feeling a little overwhelmed by the fact that he had a lot more to do, though. Well, no time to waste then. He slathered more paint onto another section of the wall.
Henry turned his head at the sight of the big spotted she-cat in the doorway, evicting a few unwanted guests. He carried on with his painting when he realized there might be something easier to use inside.
Setting down the one he had in the can of paint, he entered the building with a curious look in his eyes. He looked around to see what Aisha and Amun were doing, when all of the sudden chains from Amun's arms began to collect metal from around the room. The metal molded and morphed until it was an anvil. Henry watched on in stunned silence. Then, deciding it might be better to leave Amun to his work, he made his way over to the store room to find Aisha.
"Hey, Aisha?"
He stopped in the doorway, leaning his arm against it and peering around to see what she was up to in there. There was a splatter of paint across one of his cheeks that he hadn't noticed. "You didn't happen to see any big paint brushes in here, did you? Maybe a roller and a pan?"
Henry's asking for a paint roller and pan. If he can get those, he'll set them up to paint.
Henry turned his head at the sight of the big spotted she-cat in the doorway, evicting a few unwanted guests. He carried on with his painting when he realized there might be something easier to use inside.
Setting down the one he had in the can of paint, he entered the building with a curious look in his eyes. He looked around to see what Aisha and Amun were doing, when all of the sudden chains from Amun's arms began to collect metal from around the room. The metal molded and morphed until it was an anvil. Henry watched on in stunned silence. Then, deciding it might be better to leave Amun to his work, he made his way over to the store room to find Aisha.
"Hey, Aisha?"
He stopped in the doorway, leaning his arm against it and peering around to see what she was up to in there. There was a splatter of paint across one of his cheeks that he hadn't noticed. "You didn't happen to see any big paint brushes in here, did you? Maybe a roller and a pan?"
Henry's asking for a paint roller and pan. If he can get those, he'll set them up to paint.
HENRY
