"I don't need one of me, but if you want to?" Finn chuckled softly. Wondering if she'd want him to pose for her. "I want one of you, though. I mean I could take a picture, and probably will sneak in a few, but a sketch seems like it would last longer." He also wanted to see how she saw herself.
As the street gave way to sand he paused long enough to remove his shoes and socks.