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WEASLEY, ron b. (pigwidgeoned) wrote in pandorarpg,

Ron nodded in agreement. He leaned back in his chair and watched Dean work, trying not to focus on the weird feeling inside his head from the missing memory. He'd never really watched Dean draw before so it was something new for him; it was odd to see someone springing onto the page from seemingly nothing.

He leaned forward on the table when Dean spoke up again. Ron nodded. "Alright, I'll do that. I dunno how useful I'll be but I'll take a look." Ron still didn't know if there was enough to really see with the blood everywhere, but then again Ron hadn't really looked back at his own memory yet. He watched Dean stick his face back into the pensieve, wondering if he should do so himself to affirm the look of the sketch himself. He didn't like the idea of it but it would mean a better result in the end.

When Dean said he was done, Ron nodded. "Okay. Let me look at it." Ron leaned forward and stuck his face into the pensieve, loathe as he was to do so and was taken back to the afternoon when he walked in on the murder of Penelope Clearwater. He waited until the murderer came into sight and tried to focus on her face and any details of it he could possibly pick up that he might have missed the day he was actually there. When he pulled back out he looked at Dean's sketch thoughtfully. "I think it's good. Er, the nose could be a bit pointier maybe?"