"Yeah?" There's a note of disappointment, but surrounded by a more thoughtful sound, keeping with his light-heartedness as he decides to share: "Well, that's no problem. Me and some of the kids, we've got this big art day we're putting together. Some painting for the glass, papers, -- we've got a mix of ideas for stealing a part of the garden," he explains with a wave of his hand.
"And I figured you'd be up for it! It's kinda like...the memorial you had going on in the quiet car." Or, not entirely far off - if not explicitly about home. "But a bit of everything else, too. Leaving names and putting up decorations for people who've gone if you want, or just...leaving whatever artistic expression you want there. We're buying in supplies for it."
Artistic expression. That's a clever way to put it, and he has to nod at himself, feeling pleased for describing it a little better than usual. Though there's a softened note that keeps. That always comes when speaking about people gone.
"You're artsy. You'd be great to have around - and you might have some ideas what we can do."
eiiiight stop picking on him for team hopppping /hops on upcoming mission
"And I figured you'd be up for it! It's kinda like...the memorial you had going on in the quiet car." Or, not entirely far off - if not explicitly about home. "But a bit of everything else, too. Leaving names and putting up decorations for people who've gone if you want, or just...leaving whatever artistic expression you want there. We're buying in supplies for it."
Artistic expression. That's a clever way to put it, and he has to nod at himself, feeling pleased for describing it a little better than usual. Though there's a softened note that keeps. That always comes when speaking about people gone.
"You're artsy. You'd be great to have around - and you might have some ideas what we can do."