[ daylight beams at his friend, happy to always make someone’s day. that’s what friends do for each other, after all!

he perks up even more when he hears the question. ]

Yeah! I’m an artist! [ he puffed out his chassis in pride. he pauses a little bit, suddenly thoughtful (and sheepish) here. ] Er, trying to be one, at least.

My Auntie Chris taught me all I knew when she was still alive, but I’ve still got ways to go. I mostly focus on landscape and portraits but my Auntie Chris? She could do everything if she put her hands on it.