Helen is like a bubbly ray of light on this ship, and Sarah isn't going to turn down the opportunity to talk to her again. "Hi. I remember you, Helen. I remember everyone I meet." She prides herself on the kind of memory she has, considering. Her smile widens, glancing down at the sketchbook before shaking her head over at Helen.
"Nope. Not a professional. I wanted to be one for a very long time, though."
She arches her eyebrow in faux mystery. "Want me to draw you a portrait?"
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Helen is like a bubbly ray of light on this ship, and Sarah isn't going to turn down the opportunity to talk to her again. "Hi. I remember you, Helen. I remember everyone I meet." She prides herself on the kind of memory she has, considering. Her smile widens, glancing down at the sketchbook before shaking her head over at Helen.
"Nope. Not a professional. I wanted to be one for a very long time, though."
She arches her eyebrow in faux mystery. "Want me to draw you a portrait?"