Her mouth crooks in response, a small smile in kind; it can't not.
She realizes, belatedly, that she hasn't said anything in quite a few seconds; her eyes hurriedly lower to the sketchpage. "It's--" She traces a daffodil with a slender finger. "They're really very flattering."
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Date: 2008-07-28 07:13 am (UTC)She realizes, belatedly, that she hasn't said anything in quite a few seconds; her eyes hurriedly lower to the sketchpage. "It's--" She traces a daffodil with a slender finger. "They're really very flattering."