Caina didn’t know how to explain it. She wasn’t asking Maki’s opinion on the painting but rather if Maki was okay with going outside to the Balcony. For many reasons Maki could have wanted to avoid the balcony, fear of heights, it being to cold and and so on. She didn’t know how to explain that in a few words and she really didn’t feel like talking. Instead of responding she just lead the way out to the balcony, her easel was already set up and there was a single seat in front of the easel for Maki to sit in. Caina pointed, not wanting to explain that she was terrified of this girl which was why she was whispering or that she had no idea how to really interact with people. The mask hid all, the mask kept her safe, and that was why, subconsciously, she adjusted it before picking up her paint brushes. With a paint brush in her hands she seemed to change a bit. Suddenly she seemed taller, more confident, like she knew she had power and she knew how to control it.

Caina’s eyes shone brightly, this right here was her world. This was where she was most comfortable. As soon as Maki sat Caina would start painting and very few things could disturb her while painting.