"The Louvre is incredible. I'll be delivering some just for another chance to go on my own," Michel admitted, flipping through to the last one finally. He gentle let them all back down. While some of them certainly belonged in a museum, he just wasn't willing to part with some of them just yet. Namely just the ones he knew wouldn't be missed at all. The painting she had done herself would be staying with him. She wasn't exactly a renowned artist that he had heard of, after all. There was no harm in it. "I'll be waiting a bit before I go through. That way they'll have time to get anything new up."
He paused, however, before continuing any more than that. He realized what he was doing. They were having a civil conversation about a mutual interest. That simply wouldn't do. He was attempting to get her out of his uncle's house, he didn't need to befriend her. Though even he would've had to admit it was nice to have someone to talk about art with who knew something more than he might've. "You don't really have a reason to like seeing yourself, I think."