Artan didn't take much time at all to get the sketches ready, and he smiled, leading Soren over to the work chair. "Okay, relax. It's really not as bad as most people say. It stings, and it sucks for a while, but you'll go numb before I even get the color in. it shouldn't take more than 45 minutes for yours. Half an hour, actually. So why forget-me-nots?" He asked, starting to mix the colors of the ink before he laid the stencil down on Soren's wrist. It was almost like a temporary tattoo.
Cassidy sat down beside Soren on the other side, kissing his hand. "Because of Sable. Her middle name means it. And she's my cousin, so that's why she's being included in the tattoo for him, as well." He squeezed Soren's hand. "You'll be fine, princess. Artan here is a genius."
Artan huffed a chuckle, "That's going a bit far, I just have a lot of training. Over a decade of experience. You've seen Henn's tattoos? She said I did most of them. I did the heart. And from what scruffy here's said, I did his armband, too. And you've seen your mom and dad's work. You don't have anything to worry about." He sat down and turned on the machine, and it sounded like a dentist's drill.
"The first five minutes are the worst." Artan informed. "So tell me about your lady. What about her makes you smile?"