Zed jumped slightly, she hadn't heard anyone else come in she had been so focused on her music and the painting. She pulled out one of her earbuds and looked up at the man who spoke.
"I uh... " she looks back down at her painting. "I wasn't going for accuracy." At least that hadn't been the plan. She hadn't really had a plan for the painting, she had just wanted to do something. Something that was more tangible than the mess of visions in her head.