"There was one of these liminal things--" He gestures to the door she just came through. "--with colored paints and things, and he made a painting of you. Wasn't bad, now that I see you." Maybe it didn't entirely do her justice, but he can still recognize her from it, and it's worlds better than he could ever do, should he ever try. "I'm Stone. Gale is a friend of mine."
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Date: 2018-07-30 04:57 pm (UTC)