Dean Thomas (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} artistdean) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
Dean's stomach flipped a little when Seamus said he trusted him and he firmly told it to shut up because that wasn't new information. Outwardly he just shook his head at Seamus' decided lack of artistic discernment. That wasn't new either. "Right you are," he said, shuffling around his face paints and brushes so that he had the right ones to hand, planning already in his head.
"It's sensible. You have no idea how many tiny hands have poked my face already today," he asserted, trying not to shiver at the light touch. Somehow that was worse than if he'd been poked harder. He thought for a second and nodded. "Sure, I mean not while I'm painting around your mouth, and I want to paint a few guidelines first where you'll need to stay still, but as long as you don't waggle your head or anything you'll be fine," he said. Luckily he'd chosen a design that was mostly comprised of fairly wide areas of painting until he got to shading and the tricky bits near the end. "I'm covering your face, just so you know," he said. Although Merlin only knew why he couldn't have decided on something small and simple.