"There is no 'correct' way to do or perform art. It's a way of expressing oneself! Making it with my hands would be as alien to me as using a spell might be to you." Schwarz dismissed the teacher's remark silently. Then she watched him get a full face of paint. The reaction of the professor was unexpected to say the least. The girl had to smile - she didn't give the good professor enough credit, albeit it was due somewhere else. She had to give it to him, he knew how to pick a job - goofing around with kids and getting paid for it. It was brilliant really.

When that thought concluded, she found herself bored. Deciding to have a quick look around the classroom to see if anyone was doing something remotely interesting, she noticed something else. Certain somebody seemed to be having trouble. She wasn't sure whether Ravira would be relieved or insulted by an offer of help. She almost let her to her own devices, but then drew a sharp breath. [i]You bloody failure of a partner![/i] Schwarz berated herself and lumbered over. She parked herself behind her teammate, leaning on the back of her chair. "I'm bored, can I help?" she asked, mentally patting herself on the back for making it sound like she wasn't offering anything.