[ He notes the goosebumps, trails after them with a swipe of his finger (one could say it's coincidental but it isn't, not for him) and with his eyes before he really recognizes that he's doing it. His fingertips don't pull away when he notices, though they return to her tattoos, chuckling a little as he taps one of the roses. ]
Wonder how he'll feel about sketching a snake with weapons, then.
[ Not that it matters. If the artist loves what they do, the subject is sometimes less important. ]
action;
Wonder how he'll feel about sketching a snake with weapons, then.
[ Not that it matters. If the artist loves what they do, the subject is sometimes less important. ]