Our footsteps echoed through the hallway as we walked, as a question popped into my head for Urkstin. Unfortunately, Akira beat me to it and asked for me.
“You seem really excited for an art room, Urkstin.” She commented, catching her breath after running to catch up.
“Well duh! I wanna paint!”
“Do you have any ideas on what you want to paint?” I interrogated, curious about his design process.
“Oh, absolutely not! I usually come up with art ideas once I’m already into it!” He responded, flashing his goofy smile, “Planning stuff out just isn’t my style.”
“I see…” I murmured, even more interested to see his design process. By the time we had finished the sequel to our small talk, we had already rounded the corner towards the library, reaching the cell door shortly after.