I don't know what to think of it, honestly. [She looks away from Kogami, back to her painting.] Well, that's not 100% truthful. I think I know what is is.
[She pulls her paintbrush away the picture in a sudden, rigid motion. Facing the picture, she tries to view it with an open mind. Hurt seeps into her heart instead, where she wasn't focusing; an attack on two different sides.]
It makes me angry. [A scoff escapes her, in a breath.] Honestly, I should throw it away.
[Dropping the paintbrush unceremoniously in a tray, she makes no move to do so this instant, but she's seriously considering it.]
no subject
[She pulls her paintbrush away the picture in a sudden, rigid motion. Facing the picture, she tries to view it with an open mind. Hurt seeps into her heart instead, where she wasn't focusing; an attack on two different sides.]
It makes me angry. [A scoff escapes her, in a breath.] Honestly, I should throw it away.
[Dropping the paintbrush unceremoniously in a tray, she makes no move to do so this instant, but she's seriously considering it.]