[she will casually (and joyously!) fist pump into the air behind him. because honestly? she's really proud of this one. it's different than the usual animals, it's cool looking, not ugly but pretty scary as far as facepaint goes.

she grins.]

Oh, yeah. I found a good one this month, been repeating the phrases and doing the breathing every day. A bunch of times a day when I have to ...paint people. Or talk. At all. I was trying to get better about doing it more often anyway, guess Trench was like "hey, would you like some help with that?" and then gave me liquid worry for blood. I bet you're better at it than I am.

Yeah, that'd be a little on the nose for the 'dark side', I guess.

[she nods in the direction of the mostly empty closet, opens the door and no need to shut it - it's dark enough to see the effect. there's a mirror on the wall, too - probably for makeshift checking of glowy work. she looks stupidly proud. he said magnificent!]

I take no responsibilty for any pants that might get stained after seeing that without warning. [...] Well, depends whose pants I guess.