Reid blinked. He had rarely been surprised by a student, though none had asked to paint him, specifically, before. Maybe a friend, a family member or a pet, someone from home they loved. Never him. Maybe his color palette made them second-guess. Maybe they were just too shy. "Well... Terry, I'd be flattered if you painted me." He smiled, and didn't necessarily try to hide the way his face grew a little red. "That'd be really nice..."

He couldn't quite wipe the smile off his face as he went to put away the painting. It wouldn't go up until next week, when it would act as an observational piece. "You know, Terry, if you have trouble with any methods of drawing or painting, you can come to me. Anyone can, for some after-class help." Some days he could hardly take time for himself---students spent hours practicing with him, asking and learning.