Leonard found himself fully engrossed in his drawing, given the safety of the venue and Joan sitting across him. He devoted his whole being to creation.
Unexpectedly, when he finished his artwork and prepared to stand up, he found an accidental audience observing him, with expressions of admiration evident on a few faces.
"Excuse me, are you——" inquired the middle-aged man standing at the front. As a professor in an art academy, though his own artistic output was mediocre, his discerning eye was a force to be reckoned with.
After observing Leonard's work, he was almost certain that the man before him possessed mastery in sketching and therefore wished to acquaint himself.
"Hello, I am Leonard Ethan, an archaeologist and historian." Seeing the friendly approach of the man, Leonard returned the smile, extending his hand to shake the middle-aged man's.
