It was like she was transparent and he could see what was bothering her, but it was good because it helped her to relax when he reassured her. Nodding, she reaches for a piece that looks like a delicate brush, wiping away the editable 'dirt', hoping no one was gonna ask her to clean up after herself. When she found a harder surface, it seemed logical to exchange tools and try something more complex. Here's to hoping she could perform it well without ruining the "dish" made in her honor.