Stasis charms were never a forte of Raziel's, and so he was relieved when she cast them for him. He enjoyed watching her cast, she looked so beautiful, and happy. Genuinely happy, something Raziel was falling in love with.
While he was lost in his thoughts, she stood up, leading the way upstairs. He followed after, just a few steps behind. Curiosity got the best of him, eyes sweeping over the room as he made his way into the loft. That's when they landed on the painting, something that looked awful familiar. "It's crazy, I feel crazy. Seeing what I saw, but," he said, motioning with his hand towards the canvas. "Someone else painted it, you saw it too," he breathed in surprise, stepping closer to the canvas. There was the question of how sitting on his tongue, but he knew that she didn't have any answers either.