[He smiles, briefly - it's a strange expression on his thin, pale face, but it's genuine all the same.]
It's a surprise.
[He lets out a him, spreading yellow away from where he had just put red. His brush moves over his forehead, his nose, his cheek, just lines coming out from...whatever it is.]
I'm sure you'll like it. I hope you will.
[He needs this to be perfect! Or as perfect as he can make it, anyways.]
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It's a surprise.
[He lets out a him, spreading yellow away from where he had just put red. His brush moves over his forehead, his nose, his cheek, just lines coming out from...whatever it is.]
I'm sure you'll like it. I hope you will.
[He needs this to be perfect! Or as perfect as he can make it, anyways.]