"Yeah. You know - people get burned and art happens. It's like you set a fire, and you get ashes. Same sort of thing."
Del lazily, distractedly stirred the past as he swayed a little - anything to move. "I've got them upstairs - I'll give you one. I didn't really want to post them though. People will feel required and shit because we're housemates and I didn't want to do all that awkwardness. Shit's already awkward enough," Del remarked casually as he hopped down, stirring all the same.