Lillian finished up her drawing and signed the bottom of her page. She held the sketchbook at arm's length and cocked her head. She had never been so.. artisitic. It felt strangely familiar, though. At that moment, she noticed someone taking a seat beside her. She reached down to move her things over a bit.
"Oh, I'm sorry, are my things in the way?" she asked as she moved them. But she felt as though she should talk in Greek in case it wasn't an English speaker, but she figured they would know what she had meant. She fold her sketchbook and put it away, taking a few sips of water and looking at the ruins as they lay in front of her. "It sure is a great day to be out here," she half whispered to herself.