Shichirou observed the drawing Mitsuko had made. He liked how the other had chosen for such smooth soft lines. His own work had more hard lines. He liked to work with contrast, the marvellous  contrast between his deep B pencils and the white of the paper itself. He had already been erasing the stray lines on his paper, so his lines were clean as well. "It's getting there" Shichirou hummed. The male figure was practically done, but the female figure, which he had put there last minute, still needed some attention. Shichirou sat back, so Mitsuko could see his work.