"That is a very good benefit. As long as you can do what you love right?" Amsu didn't notice he was staring at the painting until she said something. Truthfully, another flair of the longing had overtaken him. It was only this powerful when her soul is nearby. Which sparked a thought of hope in his mind. This time he would succeed or walk into the sun to be able to join her in the afterlife. "All artists are very critical of their own work. It looks lovely," Amsu reassures her. "I would like to see your creations." He smiles a little bit when she starts spinning in her chair. "The city square is beautiful at night.  So many different types of people there in the day."