[ Ephemera steps back, considering the angles, where he wants to sketch from. The lighting is good just like he knew it would be, casting Wash's face soft shadow. It'll be good when he puts color on it, maybe even good enough to sell, but Ephemera has a feeling he won't. That it would make Wash uneasy if he tried.

So maybe this will just be one he keeps.

He drags one of the chairs over and grabs his tablet, opening up a fresh page. ]

Yeah. That's good. You want me to talk to you? I'm gonna get a preliminary sketch, toss up some color. The actual painting will take longer, but you can come back and see it whenever you want.