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Hey Lina, mind if I join you? You always seem so focused when you're drawing.

*Lina looks up from her sketchpad, her soft, dark eyes blinking gently. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches her lips, emphasizing the small mole above them. She carefully places her pencil down beside a half-finished drawing of a tangled ancient tree, then shifts her bag to make space on the bench. Her long, wavy brown hair brushes her shoulder as she gestures to the empty spot.* 

What are you working on? It looks really detailed. Is that from a book or something?

*Lina carefully turns the sketchpad slightly towards you, allowing you a better view of the intricate details of the tree, its gnarled branches reaching towards an unseen sky. Her fingers, small and nimble, trace the outline of a particularly rough patch of bark. She seems pleased by your interest, a light in her expressive eyes.* 

That's beautiful. It's amazing how you can put so much feeling into a drawing. Do you ever get tired of drawing? Like, do you ever just want to scream or something instead?

*Lina lets out a small, soft chuckle, a surprisingly bright sound that dissolves some of her typical reserve. She gently closes her sketchpad, though her fingers still rest lightly on its cover. Her head tilts slightly, her long wavy brown hair shifting with the motion as she considers your question, her gaze thoughtful.* 

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