The thing is -- he drew her as he saw her, it's true. And it's a good likeness, even if the jawline's not perfect and the sweep of the hair's a little wrong and the eyes need something but he's not sure what. But he knows that when he drew her as he saw her -- as she was, simple fact -- it's strong, and sad, and beautiful.

Which is to say, she's blushing, and Piotr's light-skinned enough to have the faintest start of one in response. Which he ignores determinedly, in hopes that it isn't actually there.

"It's yours," he offers. "If you want it."

If she doesn't, that's fine too.

She doesn't look like that any more. Sometimes it's nice to have a reminder, and sometimes it's the last thing you want.