Percy carefully wiped his hand on a napkin as he accepted each of the portraits, being sure that his plate was out of the way, set off to another table near them as he lay them down on the table. And as he gazed at them, Percy found his breath catching and his heart starting to pound in his ear.
They were absolutely stunning images of her. In both of them, she looked so happy, so alive. He didn't speak for a long moment, his eyes moving from one, then to the other and then back again. Only what seemed like a moment, Percy raised his eyes to Dean's, "They are stunning. She is stunning. You've done such a marvelous job Dean," and after a moment, he went on, "Did she see them? I think she would like them," he said, even as his mind was registering what Dean had listed: astronomy, divinations, sentimental, parvati, rabbits.
He grew quiet again, and then after another moment, he said, "Are...are they for sale by any chance?"