Grimm was only partially listening to the voices addressing him, still trying to find a way to make the long line of ink. It took a few minutes of thought, in which he could be heard muttering to himself as he came up with, then reject several ways to salvage the piece, before he stuck to one and made the necessary adjustments. He wasn't happy with it, but it was a better alternative than trying to draw the whole thing over again, which would've ruined the rest of his day. Once he had finished with that he looked up to address the first person to had spoken to him, a girl with green eyes and long dark brown hair. Her soul was somewhat interesting, leaving him with a slight chill, but it didn't inspire him at all. Human souls rarely did, they were just so . . . average most of the time. What was he about to do again, oh yeah, give his response to the girl who'd made a sculpture of him out of ice.

[color=LightBlue]"You seem to be heavily detached from reality, or an idiot, if you can say that while in the same room as a Reaper, a Kitsune, a Dryad, a warlock, an entity born from the energy of a dying star, and a . . .[i]Vampire[/i]."[/color] His voice instinctively took on a accusatory tone as he identified what many of his kind considered to be an Abomination. The undead were subjects of much debate amongst Reaper circles, many of them wanting to follow their instincts and eradicate the affronts to natural order, others wishing to just leave things be. While Grimm held no personal bias, his blood urged him to stymie this corruption before it spread it's toxin elsewhere. Luckily, he was only half Reaper and the urge was much weaker, but it was still there regardless. 

Returning his attention to the girl, he continued his response to her highly inaccurate and severely worrying ideal. [color=LightBlue]"I doubt you're an idiot, given that you've made quite the impressive sculpture, though I do inisist that it doesn't refelect the subject's personality in the slightest, which is something I believe is most important in any artists work; an artistic difference more than anything else, but I still believe it stands. Anyway, since you clearly are suffering from a mental illness of some sort, I'd be welcome escort you to the nearest psychiatric facility, so maybe they can help you in your crippling case of denial."[/color] Except for his slip with the vampire, Grimm's tone was neither angered, nor dismissive, nor even sarcastic, he was giving his honest opinion and was genuinely worried for the girl's mental health. Clearly she must be ill to have such a strong denile of cold hard facts and reason, especially when it was staring her in the face.

After he finished talking he got up qnd walked past the girl over to the Skylark, taking the sketchbook from under his arm to show her. While still uncolored, it was obvious to tell it was a very detailed piece of work. It showed Carmen standing in front of a window, appearing as if she was singing to the sky. The room behind her subtly shifting into a blank void of space, soft tendrils of smoke leavingnher body to form a bird-like nebulae of cosmic dust and gases. The black line that had cut across the bird had been turned into the tail of a comet shooting through space in front of the cosmic avian, giving it more depth of field.

[color=LightBlue]"I was wondering something, given that you are a subspecies of Siren, I assume you have a form similar to what is in the picture, so I would like to ask if I may see it. It would very much help me in deciding what colors to use, for I'm at a loss on which ones to use."[/color]

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