Harmony waited patiently, hearing the shuffling and sliding of a paintbrush across a canvas. God, she was a generous soul. Any normal teenager would've been out of that room in a heartbeat. or maybe that was just piney She spun around with enthusiasm as Serenity had finished. "Ham?" she echoed, amused. "I much prefer beef," she remarked under her breath as she took the painting from the girl's hands. Harmony stared at it in thought, making sure to give an obvious smile. "This is amazing, Serenity. Thank you." Harmony looked it over a few times before setting it on the table next to her. At Serenity's age, she probably couldn't do anything like that. She wasn't much of the creative type. A smudge of blue paint was on her thumb, and she gingerly wiped it on the table. hoping Serenity didn't mind. "Do I get to keep it?"
