Malachi sat there for a moment. He felt horrible about how he was acting, because he could see he was bothering her. Part of him felt he shouldn't feel bad after what she was doing, but part of him just wanted to hug her, be close to her, because he loved her despite it all.
He stood up, walking over to the side a few feet from the easel. "It's still rough, but yeah, sure come see it."