[Center] ☆ Helena ☆ [/center]

Helena glanced up from her work, looking at Aramir for a moment as she tried to refresh her brain of what she’d just said. “Oh I don’t know about that,” she replied with a little laugh, closing her little sketchbook around the charcoal she had in there. “I’m not all that good. I mostly just do it as an outlet. I’m sure there’s loads of other people already living here who draw and paint a lot better than me.”

She pushed her glasses up her nose some and looked around at her carriage mates with a small smile. "You all must be from some very small places," she said with a laugh. Even though she too was a little awed at the place.