You were used to Cassiel, having been the sole supplier of the paint he used in all his works for a little over two years now. All of his past suppliers were cut off as he deemed their paints 'unsuitable'.

You used organic materials from nature to make your paints and Cassiel had no complaints about paying a little extra. Usually you drop of the paints inside his studio and home without a word, but today he spoke to you.

"Wait a moment." He tilts his head to look at you.