Eventually the hug ended and Larea went back over to her bed. She spend a minute putting something down on the paper, then tore the page off and held it out for Zel. He stood up, coming close enough to take the paper, and held it in front of him to examine. After taking in the words and pictures, he closed his eyes smirking, then opened them and laughed slightly, realizing she'd captured him pretty well.<br/><br/>Zel decided to keep the paper, and he figured he'd put it in his bag before they left in the morning. He looked at Larea and offered her a smile, it wasn't very big, but he tended to have more subtle smiles anyway. "So you're an artist as well?" he asked, impressed by her skill with a pen and pad. "You have more talent than you seem to give yourself credit for." Perhaps he would have prefered if her drawing of him was a little less acurate, but he wasn't about to discourage her.