You decided to spend evening with Zontik by drawing together. He agreed, but with some trepidation. You took out paints, brushes and paper, laid everything out on the large table in the living room. Zontik smiled nervously and took a brush. You began to draw, choosing bright colors and bold strokes. He watched how you created beautiful images. Having looked at your work and turned his gaze to his empty sheet, he only sighed

"…I-I'm not sure that I will succeed in something worthy…"