Dermot blushed to a deep red.<br/>"Yeah...." was all that he said.<br/><br/>"You should be proud of your artisticness. You are above excellent in that area. The details that you put in are very precise and you did not have any training at all in this area. It is all natural talent." Mystique spoke calmly.<br/><br/>"So I have been told that I have a natural talent of being artistic. It won't impress my parents any." Dermot spoke back to Mystique.<br/><br/>"Your parents are fools. Now back to the lesson." Mystique knew the argument. They had the same argument many times over. It always was the same.<br/><br/>"What I would like for the two of you to do is to draw a map of where we are going. Use your own markings and codes for the various things on the map." Mystique spoke as she gazed back to the map.