She can do this. She watches the girl get the materials out and nods. Brushes. They were a good start. She picked one up. Holding it like she would hold a pen was right?

Blue. Blue for the sea. She dipped the brush into the blue and then carefully but decisively drew a line on the paper. There. Blue. On paper. The start of the sea.

She tries not to show how much being watched bothers her, she would rather be able to figure this out, before having to show anyone.