Sara smiled softly at Benjamin before it wavered, "Admittedly there's not a lot here, no." She sighed, "Much like Ray, I'm allowed some art supplies but nothing too... Fancy?" She said with a weak smile.
"If you ever want, I also have a little radio that plays some white noise; bird song, waves, all of that. It helps keep [i]them[/i] down, and I often try painting when I need to calm down, so you're more than welcome to come join me for an art session?" She offered him, "Of course, only if you'd like. I don't want you to feel pressured."

At the question of having a watch she frowned slightly, "No, they don't allow me to have one." Sara said, "As I'm also counted as a 'patient', they don't like me knowing the time." She huffed a bit, flexing her fingers to make sure that she didn't flex them into a fist and get her anger bubbling. "Other staff members have them, as much as I hate to admit it, we could try and find Josh and ask?"


The walls of Vivians room quivered slightly as the candles lit started to flicker and a few of them blew out. A small orb of shadow floated within the white chalk circle and bubbled wildly, waiting for a command.