"Really, milyy. I need to focus." Piotr sighed, doing his best to pay you no mind as you paced around him, blabbing about everything but seemingly nothing at the same time. He had no idea what a 'brain rot' was, nor did he care to. He sighed once more as he attempted to focus on the scene he was painting, a gorgeous lake with beautiful swans in its waters. You made it your mission to be as loud as possible when you sat on the floor next to him. He rolled his eyes, dipping a pinkie into the lightest blue paint and smearing it onto your forehead in a cross. "To cast the demon out." He stated affectionately.