[ for a second or two, he's not sure if he's being.. presumptuous. but then jon seems to go soft and a little startled, and sunny has to stop and wonder when it was someone was last just.. a little kind to him. other than martin, that is.
he smiles at the thanks, sweet and warm. ] Nothing to thank me for, hon. How about you enjoy the tea best you can, maybe text Martin a little, and I'll go write this up real quick.
[ he pushes his pen into his hair, tucks the sketchbook under his arm, and grabs his coffee, and heads into his studio/living room. it's easy to see him from the kitchen if you turn that way, but he's just enough out of sight that maybe it'll help jon focus on other things.
he's not gone for too long, at least, returning with two pages rolled up. he drops his sketchbook back on the table, this time with a charcoal pencil, and offers out the rolled pages. ] I think it might need some explanation afterward, but um. If you have questions, you can text me about it if you want later. [ then, probably a little unexpectedly: ] Do you mind if I sketch you?
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he smiles at the thanks, sweet and warm. ] Nothing to thank me for, hon. How about you enjoy the tea best you can, maybe text Martin a little, and I'll go write this up real quick.
[ he pushes his pen into his hair, tucks the sketchbook under his arm, and grabs his coffee, and heads into his studio/living room. it's easy to see him from the kitchen if you turn that way, but he's just enough out of sight that maybe it'll help jon focus on other things.
he's not gone for too long, at least, returning with two pages rolled up. he drops his sketchbook back on the table, this time with a charcoal pencil, and offers out the rolled pages. ] I think it might need some explanation afterward, but um. If you have questions, you can text me about it if you want later. [ then, probably a little unexpectedly: ] Do you mind if I sketch you?