Re: Face Painting/ Caricatures: Dean and Pandora
Her lips twitched once, automatically, as the brush tickled once, but other than that small movement, she didn't move so as not to disturb him. It took a modicum of self control, but not nearly as much as what she'd exerted other times in her life.
"I can see how working through it would help," she conceded. However, her aunt had had a wise moment and Elroy was manning the booth that handed out fun illusion charms for the children to play with and such. As much as it would have given her other things to do and divert her mind, the likelihood of conflict was much too much to risk it. "It wasn't an option for me this time, alas. I hope it helps you, though," she offered back. It didn't matter to her that they'd been on opposite sides of the war, anyone haunted by the war had her sympathy.