[This is still a little weird for Ven. The whole idea of time travel's just... strange in hindsight. Maybe even daunting. After all, who knows what kinda effect even the smallest of actions will have?
Still, for what it's worth, he manages to keep a fairly cheery attitude, whistling as he moseys along. But when he spots Leon sketching, he stops for a moment and slinks closer, peeking over his shoulder.]
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Still, for what it's worth, he manages to keep a fairly cheery attitude, whistling as he moseys along. But when he spots Leon sketching, he stops for a moment and slinks closer, peeking over his shoulder.]
Hey, whatcha working on?