[Sunny doesn’t seem too surprised when Kel’s voice approaches him. His first worry was that, maybe, he had been disrupting things? But no, his friend’s reassurance was enough to put him at ease.
And the compliment enough to make the tips of his ears burn.
Sunny didn’t consider himself an artist or anything. Most of the things he drew ended up looking kind of childish. In this case, he was really trying to capture the realness of the symbols they had found…
Except for the eye. (Anytime he drew one of those, he quickly scribbled over it. Much like his notebook drawing during the respite of the first Crossing.)]
Am… ok… [He wanted to make that clear. For once, Sunny didn’t feel the overwhelming urge to run from the room. Yet. There was always a ‘yet.’] You… good…?
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And the compliment enough to make the tips of his ears burn.
Sunny didn’t consider himself an artist or anything. Most of the things he drew ended up looking kind of childish. In this case, he was really trying to capture the realness of the symbols they had found…
Except for the eye. (Anytime he drew one of those, he quickly scribbled over it. Much like his notebook drawing during the respite of the first Crossing.)]
Am… ok… [He wanted to make that clear. For once, Sunny didn’t feel the overwhelming urge to run from the room. Yet. There was always a ‘yet.’] You… good…?