[Will waits a little anxiously for her reaction, swaying a little where he sits, like she's going to let loose with artistic critique or...something. When she hands it back, he relaxes more, fiddling with his pencil as she types.
He uses the eraser to poke the letters this time, just because.] thanks. there aren't a lot of things i can draw with here, except for pencils, but it's okay.
mike's my friend from my world and he wanted me to come see. [Here Will pauses, rolling his eyes wearily.] i don't really like fighting. it's important to him, though.
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He uses the eraser to poke the letters this time, just because.] thanks. there aren't a lot of things i can draw with here, except for pencils, but it's okay.
mike's my friend from my world and he wanted me to come see. [Here Will pauses, rolling his eyes wearily.] i don't really like fighting. it's important to him, though.