La'khay and La'tahne's unabashed behaviour to each other made Sabine feel uncomfortable. She was glad that La'khay didn't waste much time in showing them the finished painting.

The cloth slid off with no particular expectation from Sabine short of what she had seen before. Sabine's immediate reaction to the finished image was mixed. Outwardly, she had a small smile as she stared at it. The detail was nothing short of exquisite. In fact, from the distance that she stood, the focal points were hard to recognise as paint more than a frozen image in a mirror. Still, Sabine had only seen her own likeness in reflections from water, metal, and perhaps only once or twice through an actual mirror. Peiter's face was the same as she always knew it, but looking at her own face was utterly strange. To others, she looked normal with her lips locked with Peiter's. To her, she looked goofy and laughable. She wasn't sure whether she would get used to that.

Still, Sabine could not fault La'khay's skills. She stepped up to take a closer look and was almost relieved to have the illusion of the image's realness broken back into paint strokes. It allowed her to look at the image as a whole, which did bring back a small portion of Sabine's emotions when she was first told to take the pose that she did. That much at least was a better testament to La'khay's efforts.

"It is..." Sabine normally paced her words such that she spoke with a sureness, but she wasn't quite equipped to describe what was before her with justice. "La'khay, I had no idea you could do something like this," Sabine said, before looking to La'khay with a grin and a laugh on her breath, "It is delightful." Sabine stepped up to La'khay and gave her a tight hug, too happy to notice the smell of La'tahne's breath on her fur. "Thank you so much!"