Adam smiled, looking down to her hand as she pulled it away. "That does make it easier," he said, laughing quietly. "A little sunscreen and I'm fine, so I come out here when I can. Too much sun fades the ink, is all. Reds and yellows go the fastest, and I have a good bit of those." He held his arm out to her, tipping his head to indicate its colorful length. "You can touch it if you want," he said, his smile twitching wider. He could well understand her curiosity; he had always felt similarly, even long before his own first designs. "The skin does feel different than where it isn't inked." He watched her from beneath his dark lashes, regarding her with new curiosity of his own. "Have you ever thought about getting one?"