Second Floor Common Room, Wednesday Night

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Naminé had spread a large canvas over most of the floor in the common room. Around the edges there were paints, brushes, charcoals, crayons, colored pencils, all sorts of moddable art supplies.

Near one edge she was working on a sketch of a tree, and a rather-less-white-than-before gorgeous long-haired cat was wandering through the center, tracking some (non-toxic and safe for cats) paint-covered pawprints as she went.

Art, Naminé felt, was best expressed as chaos.

(Very open, as common rooms are! Come make art.)

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"The distance helps?" she asked curiously. "Away from their expectations, free to explore who you are outside their influence?"

She flushed at the touch. "It's amazing, isn't it? I have skin and eyes and hopes and dreams and I shall never be complete. It's a strange thing to realize."

[withoutverona]

"Just ... away," Romeo said, waving a hand vaguely. "From all of that, and bad habits as well."

"Isn't 'complete' a state of mind, then?"

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"Bad habits?" she asked, and then shook her head. "You must think me terribly nosy. And I wonder, at times. I've been told I couldn't feel, and I believe now that's wrong. I wonder how much is what you believe. I wonder how I'm to ever know."

[withoutverona]

"There is a lot of fighting, in my home city," Romeo finally explained. "Family against family. I was rather too involved in it." And he hoped that would be enough to satisfy Namine's curiosity.

Her wonderings made him look thoughtful. "Perhaps the thing for you to do is to trust what you feel and see, and ignore what others tell you," he said finally. "If you believe you are real, why should anyone else tell you differently?"