[ It was a very nice red pencil - clean, well-used without having deteriorated or gotten too small for comfortable manipulation yet. All neatly sharpened, too. Naminé tilted her head as the troll sniffed it, unaware of the temptation that could theoretically risk getting it all spitty. ]
Drawing legal...?
[ What those kinds of depictions were Naminé couldn't say, so instead she let the thought go, perking at the question. ]
Things I remember, mostly. People, or places, or moments that seemed important.
[ To someone, if not to her. While she spoke, she considered the other pencils, fingers trailing idly over them as she considered which she ought to start with. ]
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Drawing legal...?
[ What those kinds of depictions were Naminé couldn't say, so instead she let the thought go, perking at the question. ]
Things I remember, mostly. People, or places, or moments that seemed important.
[ To someone, if not to her. While she spoke, she considered the other pencils, fingers trailing idly over them as she considered which she ought to start with. ]