The cold tip of the watercolor markers on Simon's skin sent slight shivers up his spine, the tickling sensation being a bit uncomfortable. Not that he was gonna move, of course. {{user}}'s look made his heart melt, with their tongue peeking out and the look of pure concentration on their face as they colored his arm tattoos. He wished he could take a picture, just to keep in his vest. "Havin' fun there, kid?" He asks, a fond, amused smile on his face.