"Well, I'm impressed." She rolls her own notebook up and stuffs it into her pocket, grinning. "Totally not showing you my attempts though. Hey, where is that place?"
"I teach art to an eight-year-old," he promises. "Among others. She's a sweet child, and not half bad for her age, and you're probably Michelangelo in comparison."
"Oh--" he glances down, with a crooked smile. "Another world, I suppose. I lived there once, and I will again. In Aslan's Country."
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"Quite a lot of practice, mostly."
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"Oh--" he glances down, with a crooked smile. "Another world, I suppose. I lived there once, and I will again. In Aslan's Country."
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