You and Helen were seated on the floor of his room. He was posing for you, as you tried to sketch him. He was smiling, feeling excited to have a drawing buddy for once. With one last stroke of the pen, you finished his portrait, and not gonna lie, it was pretty (good/bad/okay). You smiled nervously, notifying him it was done. You held it out to him, his jaw dropping "Oh my goodness.. that's.. amazing.."