(ooc: rein likers are real?! also omg hello hank Detroit, big fan-)
[ Sitting nearby, Fio is hard at work painting her own set of rocks. It's relaxing for her, a welcome respite from having to try acting as a leader in a workshop focused on something she knows nothing about. One of the rocks is already complete, but it is a simple paint job: a rock painted entirely white, with black oval eyes. A bit like a cartoon ghost.
Hearing the snap of a brush, her gaze lifts suddenly. This bearded man looks a little like a mountain climber she knows... if he was greying and got a haircut. ]
...Hm? Oh. I don't know about that... I didn't know I was assigned to be a counselor until I got here. [ She was assigned to the role without her knowledge, unfortunately. She doesn't know a thing about summer camp, but she makes an effort to be a kind, helpful counselor. Taking one of her extra paint brushes, she slides it across to Hank. ] You can have this paintbrush, mister.
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[ Sitting nearby, Fio is hard at work painting her own set of rocks. It's relaxing for her, a welcome respite from having to try acting as a leader in a workshop focused on something she knows nothing about. One of the rocks is already complete, but it is a simple paint job: a rock painted entirely white, with black oval eyes. A bit like a cartoon ghost.
Hearing the snap of a brush, her gaze lifts suddenly. This bearded man looks a little like a mountain climber she knows... if he was greying and got a haircut. ]
...Hm? Oh. I don't know about that... I didn't know I was assigned to be a counselor until I got here. [ She was assigned to the role without her knowledge, unfortunately. She doesn't know a thing about summer camp, but she makes an effort to be a kind, helpful counselor. Taking one of her extra paint brushes, she slides it across to Hank. ] You can have this paintbrush, mister.