Oh, to call me an artist really couldn't be further from the truth. If you saw how bad I am with yarn and crochet needles, you'd be walking back on that in no time.

[ Though she does take her glasses back and smiles, as the blue of the luminol starts to fade out. There's something about the sight of that that just doesn't get old, like watching a sunrise... ]

You probably have more dexterity in your pinky finger than I do in my whole body, Therion.