@falsequerade said (inbox):
may i sketch you ?
THOSE WORDS MADE OZYMANDIAS come to an abrupt stop, a brow giving a slight rise as he turned his head to glance in the other's direction. Not once did he expect to hear those words leave anyone's lips, and so, for a moment, that showed in the surprise that still lingered upon his features. ❝Sketch me? That is a strange thing to ask...❞ Was this individual an artist? The kind that became inspired by the most random things at any given time? Ah...if that was the case, though...did that mean that Ozymandias had ignited inspiration within the other? Something about that pleased him immensely. Was it not a given that one would look at him and see a masterpiece? That they would feel such awe that their gaze could turn nowhere else?
A small hum sounded from him, his hands slipping into his pockets, he turned to show they had his full attention now. ❝I suppose it is fine. There is nothing else that requires my attention.❞ His Master was not too far from here, and it was doubtful they would need his assistance in broad daylight. ❝Very well. I am always pleased to assist an artist.❞ When it involved him, at least---
