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Hearing someone tell the two people, one of whom had snapped, to stop definitely eased Casper’s nerves, if only a bit. And then this man was speaking to the newcomers, smiling at them, and Casper melted. He was pretty… Casper wanted to draw that smile.
For a moment, they were simply lost in thought, ignoring everyone as they thought through strokes of a pencil, holding the image of that smile in their mind, thinking about how they might mix colors.
They only snapped back into the meeting as Ana asked if there were questions, and, failing to notice the newcomers, Casper found themself with one: how exactly were they going to change anything? Even the idea of going through a project of this size left their mind buzzing, and it was hard to believe they were really going to do this. They yearned for guidance.
However, past experience led them to conclude that asking this question would be very, very stupid, and possibly lead to quite a few problems. So, they didn’t ask it, instead waiting to see if anyone else would ask a question instead… which they did not.
The third time someone entered the room late was different from the first two, and Casper’s eyes were drawn to the newcomer as he spoke. It’d be a lie to say their eyes didn’t linger.
As Rose spoke, Casper finally dragged their eyes back to the front. They quickly decided that they’d been right to avoid asking their question- after all, Ana was answering it anyway, and they hadn’t had to embarrass themself to get the answer. Their only question answered, their mind began to drift yet again.
A protest. Casper had never been a part of one of those before, and frankly, the mixture of exhilaration and terror that flooded them at the idea didn’t feel too awful. It was enough they were almost vibrating.
For a moment, they were simply lost in thought, ignoring everyone as they thought through strokes of a pencil, holding the image of that smile in their mind, thinking about how they might mix colors.
They only snapped back into the meeting as Ana asked if there were questions, and, failing to notice the newcomers, Casper found themself with one: how exactly were they going to change anything? Even the idea of going through a project of this size left their mind buzzing, and it was hard to believe they were really going to do this. They yearned for guidance.
However, past experience led them to conclude that asking this question would be very, very stupid, and possibly lead to quite a few problems. So, they didn’t ask it, instead waiting to see if anyone else would ask a question instead… which they did not.
The third time someone entered the room late was different from the first two, and Casper’s eyes were drawn to the newcomer as he spoke. It’d be a lie to say their eyes didn’t linger.
As Rose spoke, Casper finally dragged their eyes back to the front. They quickly decided that they’d been right to avoid asking their question- after all, Ana was answering it anyway, and they hadn’t had to embarrass themself to get the answer. Their only question answered, their mind began to drift yet again.
A protest. Casper had never been a part of one of those before, and frankly, the mixture of exhilaration and terror that flooded them at the idea didn’t feel too awful. It was enough they were almost vibrating.