Alone in the art room

Em's face saddened... She half way hugged the girl... "It's okay, my mom died and my dad disappeared on sea. You know your faher's not truely dead, because he's still watching over you. And he loves you, you know what I'd do if that happened to my dad. I'd go hunt down that killer and he'd pay I'd make him pay. If you want I can help you hunt him down. The killer that is... if you want to."

"No thank you, aparently he was caught by the police and by my father and my loial servants and killed." "It was realy funny at the times i had tried to help by carring piles of books that topled over my head from one side of the house to another and everyone tring to take them off from me." Emily had picked up a piece of paper and had looked at the two figures and had found a way to change the topic "so, can you two teach me how to draw?" pulling a piece of paper infront of her and sat on the other side of em, so she was across the table from stephen.

"Your good Stephen really good, ya just got to step out. Now I'm nice I don't bite and I don't think Emily does either... So don't worry, and if anyone does bite I'm sure I'd be able to take care of them. Your drawings are really good, you just got to have faith in them. My father would say as long as you have faith you can do anything." She said with a smile...

"Yes I agree with Em there." having a straight face then stop looked away and murmerd "...um....How sould I put it...I know" looking back at stephen and Em "That I dont bite and we would protect you if someone does bite." In Emily mind, she was :D happy as anything that she had changed the subject sucessfuly. "All you nead to do stephen is step out into the croud or around the castle and show your work to other or do your work and let people watch you, we can help with it" saying the last part looking at Em for some help to back that up. "That is if you like stephen" not changing her look.
At the corner of her eye she noticed the wolf drawing had look quite symilar to stephen in a way but she nothing.

Emily saw the smile and she had realised where she had saw that smile before and knew that stephen was nervise to me "You do not nead to be nervise to me stephen. For I can understand with that sentence you have just said that you are puting yourself down and I know that you could be a great teacher if you work on it that is if you want to." trying to reject on how she had got the flute then she felt something in her pocket and pulled it out and put it on the table. It was the pickolo. "My mother gave me the picolo to me on my fourth birthday." the two instruments had some how conected with each other in Emily's history but Emily had a face that you could probably guess that she did not want to talk about it. "I find music carms me down, makes me happy or or sad. but what you say about arts linking together does not realy work for me." Emily then did a picture and then showed it to the pare of eyes. "What do you think of this? i think it is terrable! and that is supost to be a tree with a face." what emily had said the drawing looked like something comleatly different

"You know.... you never can just draw something... You have to be inspired... I notice when I'm inspired and take my time drawing it comes out more the way I wanted. Usually if you start by watching the thing you want to draw then make a sketch notice the things you did wrong and then correct them in your next drawing it's better..." Em said not trying to butt in but trying to help...

Em laughed lightly... "I understood you the first time, here's an idea next time you find yourself in a situation you accidently created just stop before making it deeper. Because it's just gets worse. I've learned this from experience..."