"Right, but if the sketches of the people in this ship aren't working for you, clearly, why do you insist? I don't see why they would come to you and then not work out..." She said, and then she thought about it more deeply, looking away.
From Molly's face after the other weird face, her tongue wasn't blue enough. Eve briefly wondered if her own tongue was red by this point. Eve's excitement built up when Molly mentioned reproductions of old masters, but then deflated and frowned, unsure whether she wanted to see Greek and Nautical themes at all or not. Sure, she was in a Greek themed ship, but that didn't mean anything. Kandinsky had never painted greek themes, probably not nautical either, for instance.
"Ah. I see." She said, understanding what Molly meant about the original pricey pieces. As much as she liked art she liked a roof under her head more, so Eve wasn't about to splurge it all on paintings.