Re: Face Painting (Dean & Seamus)
Dean shrugged right back. "Maybe not, but the true seer thing might mean at least something in the right general direction. I don't know," he said, hand waving slightly in dismissal. "Although a little strategic lying with portraits doesn't always go against my ethics," he said, smirking. Mostly nothing major, a little bit of showing the best self never did any harm.
"No, no you haven't," he said, deeply amused. It wasn't generally intentional, but naked Seamus had been a semi-regular feature of his life since age eleven. It's just that more recently the idea had been increasingly appealing to him with certain memories playing across his mind. He waved the hand away. "Eh, it's nothing new," he said. His paint splatters rarely matched what he was wearing, never mind the fact he'd painted his face today.
Dean was thankful Seamus had waited until his brush wasn't actually on his face to speak, at least for the pure surprise of it. "Oh, er, we're only doing an hour or so at a time, so probably not long." He had got a wrist watch with him but he'd taken it off some time ago. He certainly didn't want to have his rarely used pocketwatch covered in paint and that never came near the studio or any other wet paint if he could help it. He smiled and painted a bit more, switching to the third colour seamlessly.