Anakin was hesitant to accept the paper from Ariadne, if only because he didn’t know her yet coupled with years of ‘no possessions’ being drilled into him. But she kept it held out to him so he eventually took it from her. Once in his hands he examined it, tipping his head to one side, slightly.
“I’ll think about it,” he said, to answer her offer of teaching him how to draw. He’d never had much of an artistic ability, his talents ran in other directions. But he did like the fish she was drawing and it would be something to do. If no one minded, things seemed to be organized less strictly here than they were at the Temple.