[b][i] – Leroy[/i][/b]

Shaking his head Leroy answered, “No, unfortunately I missed all that. When I heard about it I really wished I actually came on the first day. Did you get to see the fight up close or anything?” By now his interest in the first day’s incident had waned quite a bit from when he first went to Athalia, but it never hurt to ask about it so he did.

“Hmm.” Making a thoughtful sound he looked at the cube Oona brought out. [i]‘She doesn’t seem to mind just slightly graphic vocab.’[/i] Leroy thought to himself, [i]‘It might just be because she’s comfortable with the top, plain naivety, or larger acceptance of things in general.’[/i] Then listening to the Nemo reference he chuckled, “Aah, I’m sure you could but that’d make for a boring movie. Unless you wanted to keep Nemo captive and create some drama of your own that is.”

“Yeah. Some people find it beneficial to learn the basics from someone else first, but in the end it just comes down to practice.” Shrugging he added, “Besides, I personally don’t think there’s really a ‘proper’ way to make or learn art. No matter what you make, some people will like it and others will think it’s stupid.” After making sure Oona had a good grip on the painting, he pulled out a lid to place over his paint palette (with the brush inside) and stuffed both the palette and easel back into his backpack. While pulling the zipper closed Leroy told her, "Yup, I got to meet mine. His name's Seven, a really fun guy to be around. It'd be nice if you got a chance to meet him." Slinging the bag onto his shoulders, he held his hands out to Oona for the painting. “Thanks. Pass it here and just lead the way back to your place. Oh, I’d appreciate it if you warned me about any trees or obstacles on the way, since the canvas will block some of my vision.”