[ peter glances at the drawing, eyebrows pulling together in a quick frown as he takes in the wings and the— what was that in the centre? it's punctuated by a shake of his head, and he reaches over to take the pencil from maes. ]
No. Sorry, is it okay—? [ assuming maes is fine with him plucking the pencil from his hand, he'll draw another illustration next to maes'. it's no less hastily drawn, but the illustration itself is simpler: a snake eating its own tail, with no other adornments. ] More like that. [ a beat, and he glances back down at maes' example. there's a question there, and he wonders if it's right to ask. ]
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No. Sorry, is it okay—? [ assuming maes is fine with him plucking the pencil from his hand, he'll draw another illustration next to maes'. it's no less hastily drawn, but the illustration itself is simpler: a snake eating its own tail, with no other adornments. ] More like that. [ a beat, and he glances back down at maes' example. there's a question there, and he wonders if it's right to ask. ]
Is that from your world?