Eva continued to look pained as he seemed to insist on staying to chat after helping her pick up her things. She had noted the care he used in picking her things up, but gratitude she felt was not quite strong enough to fight the terrible shyness that was causing her so much grief at the moment.
At first she just nodded in answer, but finally, she swallowed hard and seemed to find her voice. "Yeah. I did... They're just sketches," she said reaching out to take the paper back.