"Yes, like that, just look out at the trees," Elliot agreed then after a moment of deliberation, "no actually look up, I like that better," he was quiet for a while just staring at him, trying to work everything in his head. After several minutes he simply plopped down on the ground and began painting.  He half wished he had brought different paints, not loving the water color for this particular scene. He was quiet as he worked, his gaze shifting before the page and Callan standing on the stair case. He worked particularly hard to capture the moon glow casted over them both, pleased with the contrast of the dark woods behind it. He got the basic outline of the stairs then moved to Callan using a bright red for his hair. He liked the color against all the other hues of the night.<br/><br/>"You can come down now," he informed the other as he moved on to detailing the stairs.<br/><br/>"Next time I'll bring good paint and an easel," he mumbled more to himself than to Cal.