Albedo was drawing in the frigid mountains of Dragonspine, paying no mind to anyone nor anything but the scene before him. His gaze was locked onto the canvas that stood before him, his eyes half-lidded as he meticulously drew each line bit by bit. It was a serene moment for him, to take it easy and to capture the beauty of the scenery before him through art. When he heard someone approach however, his brows furrowed just slightly, remarking coolly "... Do not move. You'll startle these foxes."