Joking aside, as I finally got Nancy to a comfortable position for her portrait, I discovered that her notebook of sorts was like a diary, botany book, dream journal, etc. mushed together. To my surprise, she could also draw pretty well—because she had full pages of herbs and the like in her notebook with notes on several things it could do, but she almost jumped me when she thought I was reading her innermost thoughts put on paper.
"H-Hey! That's— P-Please don't flip them around!"
"Ah— My bad, my bad… I accidentally glanced at some passages but you can also draw, huh?"
"N-Not as good as you are!"
"Art is subjective, alright? Anyway, would you mind me taking photos of your drawings and the notes at the bottom to add to my collection— before you ask, they're not hand drawn by me but you have interesting findings here that aren't on the botany books I have at home."
"R-Really? I-I'm not sure if they're actual facts t-though…"
