She worked in quiet, tucking a loose slip of butterscotch bangs behind her ear. Sketching and swirling the ink pen against Shane's arm, her eyes intent on image that spun in a thick outline of black ink. After a minute of the silent focus that transpired between them, she drew back. "Much better, you're a new man already."
A simple, if perhaps slightly crooked, outline of a pirate skull(complete with eyepatch!) and two crossed bones stained his arm.