Larry
*She gets up, and takes a elegant sip from her cup, and is surprised by the fact she actually somewhat likes the tea he made, usually she's not really a fan of tea in general, only accepting his offer to make some because... Well, why not? She seems a bit happy*

"This is actually pretty good i'm not gonna lie, it makes me want to do some painting... Is it okay if i go get some art supplies? I would like to sketch you out, and maybe do a simple painting on a small piece of canvas if possible, i'll try to be as fast as possible if you accept."
Kandace
Carnelian's beady eyes stared as she took her first sip. His mask withheld the emotions that his face would normally display, though his eyes arched as though he was squinting from a smile. 

"I am glad you enjoy the tea. I also do not mind. Would you need me to remain motionless while you sketch me?"
Jo
|| me and My Companion will observer till we are inbound
Kevin
*He and Ljeras were going throught the plains, and stumbling upon them, they hide in a Bush and view*
Larry
"No not really, unless you wish for me to do a portrait, if not, then you can move normally, ill be right back."

*Sonne takes another sip... And another just to be sure, and goes get her supplies with the cup of tea still in hand. She puts down the cup for a moment, and reaches into a obscure cabinet under the drawer of knifes and kitchen utensils, grabbing a medium sized bag of leather full with brushes, paints, sketchbooks and canvas pieces. With that in hand, she grabs her cup with her free arm, and goes back to the fire pit, sitting down besides the still sleeping popopoka, she takes multiple sips in the span of a couple seconds, enjoying the taste of what he prepared*

"Alright, i think the sketchbook will be better for this because it works with the water colors, but if you want me to do it another way i will. May i get started then?"
Richard
*He whispers to zag'* Hey douchebag, u think they are unfriendly?
Kandace
"I am okay with any method you use. But, I do not know what watercolors are— is that a shade of blue?" 

The automaton adjusted so he was now sitting cross-legged. He still had the-full cup of tea in his hands.
Larry
*Sonne gulps down what's left of the tea in her cup in a single go, smiling as she does so. Once finished, she pulls out a sketch book, about 4 different brushes, and a small wooden box adorned with some golden lines. She opens the box and inside are the best water colors money can buy, she shows them to Carnelian.*

"Water colors are these little blocks of solid paint, if you put water over them they start to tinge the water their color. I like to use it because is blends very well and gives a very relaxed look to my paintings. In any case, ill start sketching now, you can still move if you please."

*She opens her sketch book and selects a empty page to start sketching. Being the skilled artist she is, it doesn't take very long for her to decide what she wants to do with the piece, and does a very rough distribution of elements on the page, and starts refining the sketch as fast as she can until she is satisfied with it. Not long after starting, she shows Carnelian her progress up to this point, the lines depict him in his current position next to the fire pit, enjoying his cup of tea as the stars and moon take up the background.*

"Is this okay? If you want something different please do tell me"
Kevin
*Both start whispering and then Ljeras told something too loud*
Richard
Douchebag let's just go we ain't escaping the realm if not
Kandace
Carnelian's beady eyes tracked all of her hands movements as she ran her brush along the paper. Although he couldnt see the progress as she worked, he sat there stock still waiting patiently to see the artistic rendition of himself. Once she flipped the page he released a few wows an a bunch of "OoooOooO's" 

"This is great work. Do you sketch landscapes too? I like the detailing you put into the night sky."
Larry
"I do in fact sketch landscapes too, i sketch a lot of things actually. Also, thank you very much for the praise, i do enjoy the feeling of being appreciated. I'm gonna start actually doing the coloring now, i think i'll use more saturated colors this time, not too much though."

*She tries to take a sip from her cup only to realize she gulped down the whole thing before starting the sketch, she sighs and puts the cup down. Painting with precision and a speed, she tries to get this over with already so he doesn't have to wait all that long, but it is gonna take a while even if she's trying to be fast. Starting with the lighter colors, she decides she wants to make Carnelian himself the point of focus in the piece, and so decides to put slightly less detail in the rest of the composition. She first starts with the lighter tones, and then quickly adds a few more saturated areas to contrast with the pitch black filled with tiny white dots that is the background, for a while she continues to paint as fast as she can.*
Kandace
The automaton didnt move an inch. He was watching the process of her deciding colors and delivering the strokes for her painting. The elegance she displays with the brush gives Carnelian a feeling of admiration. 

"If it is not too much to ask, you implied that you had lost friends in your past, would you like to share their memory?"
Larry
*Sonne is silent for a few seconds, fully concentrated on her painting at this point. She decides to speak*

"Of course, i think they would like to be remembered as well. Just give me some time to recall lost times, my mind is a bit preoccupied right now, if you ask questions it will probably help me remember some things."

*She continues to paint, almost 3/5 of the way done, she could very well stop right now and it would still be an amazing painting, but that isn't her usual style, besides, she might as well give it her all for the things he has done for her in these brief moments they've known each other. Contrast, saturation, shadows and highlights and adding details little by little, the painting is slowly coming together to be a unique piece, one that could be recognized and identified with certainty, a painting of Sonne Mörderin the person, and not a piece without soul.*

"Oh, actually, there is one person i would like to talk about, are you willing to hear her story?"
Kandace
Carnelian nods as he thinks of some questions. Once she brought up the individual she wishes to discuss he adds, "I would love to. History from others teaches many things."
Larry
*Sonne takes a big breath and looks at the sky for a moment, she stops painting even if for just a moment, as she recalls the story of her idolized figure and long dead best friend, her face is filled with sadness and regret.*

"Sorry, i got distracted there"

*She continues to paint, almost done with the piece, she figures that by the time she finishes telling her story, she can already leave the sketch book page to rest for a bit, before finally giving it to Carnelian. She slows down her pace slightly, and faintly smiles, as she starts talking about the one that molded her world view today.*

"About 9 years ago or so, i met a beautiful young lady around my age at the time, the first time i met her was in a place like this, a open plane full of flowers. She bought my food, we chatted for a while and she said her name to me. Helena Guillotine was her name, such a beautiful name too... Fitting of her appearance i suppose long and wavy gold hair like that of royalty, a silky smooth pale skin, and the clothes to match such beauty, to this day i am still convinced she was a divine creation or something like that, such a beautiful creature should not be allowed to exist... I'm getting distracted again, sorry. When it was time for me to leave again, search for another city to set up my wagon. She offered to come with me, she said she could take care of herself and not bother me too much, that was more than enough for me, and the company would be nice too. For an entire year she would accompany me in my journeys, and in that year i learned many things she taught me, painting, creative writing, dancing, singing, and many other things... I also learned more about her. She was Brave, kind, assertive when needed and understanding most of the time, she was also intelligent, talented, emotional and at the same time stoic, she was and still is my role model. There are many things about her i cannot put into words, she was just... Amazing"

*Sonne stops again, she is concentrated on her painting for a few seconds, almost finished by this point, all it needs now is a bit of the small details like the tiny embers of the fire pit, and small amounts of dirt in Carnelian's robes, and every mount and crater reflecting light in the moon's surface. She continues her story as she is finishing her painting*

"I, in contrast, was pretty vile at the time, i won't go into details, i'm not proud of that part of my life, even if everything i did was somewhat justified. She was the one that pulled me out of bottom of the pit, and she showed me how to live life for the sake of living, to be a better person, how to love and be loved. It took a long time but i could finally look in the mirror and be proud of myself once again. After a year of travels, she was satisfied with who i had become, she now wanted to help other people, she wanted to be a ray of sunshine during dark times, to be there for others when they needed her most, just like i needed her. After parting ways, i would follow her footsteps, helping everyone i could, not out of duty, but because i wanted to. We would still talk, hang out and go in adventures together, we were friends after all, we just weren't together 100% of the time anymore. This was my longest ever friendship, lasting more than 4 years before she died tragically at the hands of opportunistic people. I couldn't even say goodbye to her, i saw she died on a newspaper for god's sake! I was furious with myself for letting her die, it got even worse when i did some digging and found the group of people that made her feel unbearable pain. I questioned all of them, none of them regretted tricking her, nor causing her as much pain as they did, most even found pleasure in torturing her. I killed every single one of them in cold blood, and i don't regret it, i know she would be disappointed in me if she knew, i am too."

"I just, i don't even know what i'm talking about anymore, i'm so sorry, i don't want to give details about her or anything like that, nor what happened to her, it is pretty horrific and it makes me want to vomit every time i remember seeing the scene with my own eyes. I just wish it happened to me instead of her or someone else, she did not deserve that fate, and it was greatly unfair, but i finally understood what she meant when she said to accept nature and not resent it, learn to live with the unfair nature of things, to live with despair but also with hope and faith in life itself, for it is both cruel and beautiful... I still miss her, but i've come to accept her death more... Oh, it's finished, here's your painting"

*She carefully rips out the piece of paper from the sketch book, and hands it over to Carnelian. It's a beautiful rendition of him as the center focus point, surrounded by a many elements that compliment his more saturated colors, and give the piece a nice, soothing touch*

"Oh please forget about everything i just said if you found it confusing or annoying to hear, i get a bit awkward when talking about Helena. In any case, i hope you liked the painting!"

*She gives off a faint smile towards him*