[ She's so absorbed in her drawing that she actually jumps--and there's a line going from one corner of the page to about the middle. She supposes it is her fault for looking suspicious, but she really hadn't meant anything bad. Naminé gives him a nervous smile. ]

Um... I'm sorry. It's just-- your temple is so unlike anything I've ever seen, I wanted to draw it. [ She pauses, looking unsure. ] I'm sorry. I can leave, if you'd like.