Was this one of those beauty is in the eye of the beholder things? The smile only widened on Percy's face and he looked up at the sky as he nodded. So long as he could just flatten the clay, whether it was a coffee cup holder, or a glasses holder, didn't really matter. Hopefully it just didn't take more skill than make a ball and smush it down. Although once she mentioned the pendant, he thought about the four clay beads on his necklace. It would be a shame if that tradition stopped. He'd have to think on it on the bus.
"I'm more of a fighter than an artist," he laughed. Percy didn't really think he'd get much of anything out of having an art class. Except maybe a distraction and some time out of his dorm. If he had to be in there cooped up, or in a lab, all summer long he was pretty sure he'd riot. "But I'll give it a go anyway."