"Well, it's not how big it is, it's how you use it. The head, that is." Fendros quipped, standing up and assuming his pose again. His response to the prospect of himself learning to paint was an uneasy chuckle. "Be careful what you wish for. I'd be liable to make you look completely unrecognisable if I tried to draw you, never mind your stomach now. No, drawing was never really something I did, that was more my little sister." He smiled and glanced over at Ahnasha, "Don't worry, though, I'll always remember you looking like this."

"Quite, that would be uncomfortable." Janius remarked, standing up in a similar fashion to Kaleeth. "Alright, that sounds good, let's collect some materials."

A few moments later Janius lowered his brow and angled his head, wondering. "No one is going to be mistaken in thinking that we would actually be making the basket for Argonian eggs and not a wamasu hatchling, right?" Janius asked, speaking somewhat slowly so he wouldn't fumble his words. "That might... exacerbate things."