Pru gave a sage nod of her head; she could certainly commiserate. Hollywood was certainly bursting at the seams with unemployed actors - sometimes it seemed like they lined the street corners, some with a fresh look of hope on their faces while others had been trampled on enough to have lost such an expression. Pru had been somewhat lucky so far, getting some jobs here or there, but since hers was a technical position...well, honestly they weren't that much easier to come by, nor did they all pay well. But she'd gotten a few here or there.
Reaching forward, she flipped another page in the book, this time thankfully coming to a more mundane picture of a woman sewing her arm back together. A simpler piece, but certainly as realistic as the rest.
"Any favorites in what you've done so far?" She asked after looking over the picture - she could spot a few things she could have done a little better, or simply things she would have done differently, but all in all she couldn't complain about her own work. Her hands fell to fold in her lap, glancing up to look at Kami.