As the bong was passed back to him Evelyn shifted into an indian style position her arms going behind her back palms down on the bed and she leaned back on the a little as she settled into what would a conversation.<br/><br/>His smile contagious made her beam the smoke still filtering through her lungs from her puff, the effect making her slightly light headed. Her head tilted slightly and eyes narrowed as she listened to him raddle off a list of reasons why people thought he was a freak, most were clearly stupid reasons, to her everyone's eyes changed colors it was an effect of emotion and lighting, as for the others they were merely ignorant opinions. "Well..." She began while he took another puff. "I don't think those reasons consider you a freak.....Artistic and maybe a little eccentric, but not freakish...."She stopped watching him grin at her, her eyes widening on the face he made, it was pretty impressive and little scary looking. "Impressive." She nodded inhaling the haze of smoke that descended upon them.<br/><br/>"Oh wow that is awesome..I mean the way you see moving pictures instead of 2D stagnant ones....I can see how it would be difficult although once done could be quite amazing.....I my self have no artistic ability once so ever with a pencil and paper...Unless it is song lyrics." She shrugged taking the bong and hitting up once more, throwing her head back she let the smoke filter through her lungs before slowly exhaling in a puff of haze. "Oui....I have yet to be back since I moved here, but I am hoping to return soon...I miss the sea in my village and the country side is wonderful this time of year." She explained her eyes getting that far away look, as she imagined her old home, the sea breeze every morning and the sounds of the waves every evening.