Caught off guard by the sudden change of topic, Shiori mused about an answer. She drew because... she had to. It was like breathing. Wasn't that obvious?
"That's kind of an unfair question, isn't it?" she asked, smiling lightly. "It's like me asking why you like cooking so much. I draw a lot so I can get better and go to a college far away from here, but I can't give you a reason why I like it so much. I guess... the closest explanation I could give is because I've been doing it for so long that it's weird not to."
Nearly ten years now, she fathomed. Since Nobu was born. After he, and then Ren, were born Shiori never really got out of the habit. If anything, it had gotten worse. It was a constant in her life, but if it was really being such a hindrance to others she could take a break from it for a little bit. Or not do it as much, anyway. It... it couldn't be too hard. Right..?