Bastien
"Monsters! How impressive. Are you perhaps a part of Ronin's guild...?" Bastien asked, surprised that someone as sweet-seeming as Melita could be a monster hunter, though not commenting on that. He'd seen much, much stranger things in Caido than a chipper, young girl who stabbed hulking beasts.The enthusiasm with which she told him she had painted in the mud drew a smile from Bastien, who always admired those that were happy and proud of whatever they had done. "Ah, I was wondering earlier if it would make a good medium, but I must admit I ended up deciding I would rather use my brushes and paints. Perhaps I am growing too old and set in my ways - tell me, how was it?"
Melita chose colours to match her hair, which made him chuckle. "Of course! Any colour you like. I will not limit your palette - tell me, what is it you intend to paint?"
Let's pick the truth that we believe in
like a bad religion
