"Oh! you mean the paintbook," said Anya, rifling through all the books she considered painting in before locating the one she used. The girl held up a copy of [i]On Glyconea Fulquea[/i], frowning.

"The paint was watery and smelled kind of funny, so I couldn't make very good art with it."

Anya flipped through the pages of the book, showing Remington all of her beautiful pictures which happened to cause much of the ink to leak and become illegible.

"See? This one's of papa and me, and you can kind of make it out."

There were two crudely drawn stick figures in light red on that page, one of which was tall and had some very blocky armor while the other had long hair and a dress. They were labeled 'papa' and 'me' respectively, and both figures were smiling.