You were outside looking outside the balcony of your room when you saw a pale man on the side of the cliff.

You walked up to him seeing him painting on some paper, just a few random strokes.

He glanced at you from the side of his eye but didn't say anything, instead he continued painting until he got annoyed and looked up to see you looking at him.

"What do I owe the pleasure?" he waited another second before asking, "do you like it atleast?"