Private Finished Retreat

"Hm... " Hal weighed his choices while his fork hanging at his mouth. He could just say that yes, his sketchbook was a bit of a private thing for him, and he doesn't want to show it to just simply anyone. He could just say that and it seemed like Wind wouldn't even mind if he did. But then he was hesitating.

It didn't help that Wind was willing to show him her works even though she just said it was private. Doesn't that mean that Wind was comfortable around him then? That she finds him a familiar person now? Hal mentally shook himself out of his monologue and looked at his backpack wondering if he should bring out his sketchbook.

Sighing, he placed his fork down on the place and rummaged his bag for the said book. "No, it's really more like... no one really knows and no one's seen me drawing so I don't get asked. So I haven't really shown any of my drawings to anyone." He told her as he pulled out the book. It was an A4-sized book and it seemed almost unused.

Hal opened the book to the first page where there was a pencil sketch of a breath-taking view of the school from the roof then handed it to the girl right across the table, "It's a new one so I've only drawn about 3 pages in.." he said. The sketch wasn't that expertly done. There were a few stray marks here and there, some evident depressions from erasures and some uneven shading but if one held the drawing away, it wasn't that bad. The next pages were rough sketches of the courtyard with a view of the fountain and a crow sitting atop a tree branch.

"Nah. It's just something I do when I've got way too much free time, is all. I just end up spending more hours on one sketch." Hal explained, taking another bite out of the food on his plate. He ate his food rather slowly, eating small bites and chewing thoroughly. He remembers his former classmates told him that he ate like a girl. That didn't even make sense.

He sat there for a moment waiting if Wind was going to bring up anything interesting but when he was sure she was going to stop with that question, he thought to himself, "You're the one who asked to eat lunch together. Why are you asking me something like that"

Sighing, he said, "Well, you said you write? What kind of stuff do you write though? Poems? Stories?" he asked her, almost showing a bit of interest. He wasn't very much the reader type, but he reads when he needs to. But if it was the work of someone he knows, he oddly has more interest in them.

[[ ooc: whoa cool :0 i haven't written in ages and it takes me how long to write. i'm leaning more on drawing like hal. though not at his level. im stuck with chibis and anime-esque. i cant do realism or landscapes. :c ]]

As soon as Hal asked the question, he saw Wind's eyes light up. As if she was delighted to have heard him ask her about her work, she happily talked about her hobby. Hal realized she had put more effort into hers. Definitely much more than what he's put into his works. Sure, he's filled up more sketchbooks in his days but... the hours he's spent on each drawing wasn't as much.

"That's a lot of dedication." Hal chuckled as he took another bite out of his plate of pasta. "I usually only draw sketches when my muse is around. And that's not a daily thing. I usually end up practicing for my ability or just... people-watching." he said. "For references and stuff." he added after a sip from his drink.

[[ ooc: thanks > <;; ]]

"When I use my powers?" Hal echoed as he placed his drink down on the table. Of course he could remember but it wasn't exactly easy to explain. At least to those who don't have much of an idea about how his ability really works.

"Well, how do I put this..." he began, staring down at his drink. "It's really weird when you realize you can actually see yourself right in front of you and its not on a mirror or a video." he nodded, remembering the first time he'd realized he had that power. He almost freaked out, for one thing. "It takes a whole lot of concentration to get a projection done. At some point during the meditation part, I'd start feeling like I'm floating. It's really pretty weird when you don't feel gravity pulling down on you, but you'll get used to it."

Hal let out a hum as he tried to think of anything else he could add. After taking another sip from his milk chocolate, he continued, "Although... I did mentioned to you that I had an extra power, right? I'm pretty sure it's because of that, but it makes going in and out of my physical body feel like getting a weak jolt of electricity shot through all the nerves in my body."

A pause, "What's it like to have your power though?"

"I guess it is.. I really do want to find out what the second power could really be too but it'll have to wait until I get the hang of projecting." Hal replied before letting Wind continue. He finished his lunch quietly as he waited for Wind to talk again. He noted she took he time having to try and figure out to explain to him how her power was like. He couldn't really blame her. He wasn't even sure where his own explanation sprouted from. But at the least it seemed accurate enough to what he had in mind. And at the very least, it sounded understandable.

Hal took a moment to think after Wind had stopped talking before he proceeded. "I always wondered what shape-shifting is like. I mean... how does it even feel like?" he asked, his eyes seemed to glint with curiosity, "You can change into quadrupeds right? Does walking on all fours feel... I don't know... weird? Or did it just feel natural as soon as you transform? Does it hurt?" he continued, almost barraging the girl with his curious queries.