Taiki was still as Roland poured paint onto his hand and then lowered it on top of his blue handprint. He smiled as he saw the red, blue and now purple handprint appear.

"It's beautiful." He smiled at him. Roland was not how he had thought of him, he seemed so serious and yet this, this small expression of artistry and joy. This was a whole other side of him.

And one that filled Taiki with joy.