Eighth Link

[colorbymemory]

[Cambot is just hanging around the theatre deck keeping an eye on Nami as she works. It's kind of a mess, and she's getting it cleaned up.

She starts to sing while she works, looking a little surprised at first, then having fun with it, twirling a little when she walks.

When the song is over and she realizes Cambot was recording, she blushes a little and ducks her head, but hums while she continues to clean, occasionally singing in a low voice.]

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[yabigfurball]

[She nods. She also pulls out her paintbrush...her way of doing art is the same, though.]

[colorbymemory]

[Namine smiles.]

You paint? Maybe we could try that together sometime, then.

[yabigfurball]

[She nods again, and wags her tail...she'd really like that.]

[colorbymemory]

Great.

[She gestures to the room in general.]

This deck is the best place to work, so why don't we meet here sometime?

[yabigfurball]

[She nodded once for 'yes.' The theatrical deck did have a good amount of supplies and space.]

[colorbymemory]

[It's Nami's favorite place to work for just that reason.]

Okay. See you soon, but...maybe when I've finished cleaning up.

[She offers a sheepish smile. Cambot pans to show that yes, some parts of the deck are still in need of neatening.]