Living In Color

Iris stared past Cailen, seemingly randomly. Someone else was here. Interesting. She was quiet, watching the interaction between Master and Padawan. Was this his master, then? Her gaze drifted away, looking to her own painting again. When was the last time she'd seen

She blinked briefly, turning her gaze back to the Master as he spoke about her painting. She smiled, bowed her head.
"I'm glad you like it. You can have it, if you want. I have no intention of keeping it."
