Faeya looked up at David and blushed slightly. "No, it's just some doodles. They won't get me anywhere in life. Thanks though." She grabbed her sketch book from him and smiled. "I wouldn't mind have the intellect that the real world wants. You'll be rich one day and I'll be drawing on card board, so don't be jealous of me." She grabbed the last of her things and continued to go to her chair.