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Darius was staring at her. Of course, that wasn't unusual, Darius had a habit of checking on everyone and making sure they're safe. Yaz discreetly glances around, she knows she's not in any danger, Darius would've warned her, but when he's staring like that, it's good to check.
Ben has let his guard down for the first time in awhile and looks to be playing some type of game with Brooklyn, Sammy and Kenji cheering them on. Yaz smiles softly, watching them, then goes back to what she was doing, watching Darius from the corner of her eye.
He's holding tight to his Dinosaur Field Guide with one hand, the other fidgeting with his necklace. She frowns, wondering what he's nervous about. Yaz goes to get up, but stops, hiding a wince and glares at her ankle. Sighing, she looks outside to the gloomy weather and then towards Sammy.
"Hey, D! Come here a minute." Yaz waves Darius over, patting the spot next to her on the couch. Darius grins as he heads over, hopping up onto the couch and sitting cross-legged.
"Hey, Yaz. Taking a break?" Darius teases.
"Promised Sammy to take it easy today." Yaz nods. "What's up? You feeling ok?"
Darius looks at the floor, frowning as he clutches his guide. He looks at her sketchbook, then back to his guide, opening and closing his mouth a few times.
"Will you....how did you get into drawing?" Darius asks.
Yaz is pretty sure that wasn't what he was about to ask, but if she pushed too hard, Darius would totally deflect and she'd never know. And she really wants to know.
"Track Meets. Didn't really hang with the others, and there was a lot of down time between my races. Drawing was something I could do between races, and when I traveled between them." Yaz tilts her sketchbook, showing Darius her picture of Ben sleeping against Bumpy.
"Wow, that looks really good!" Darius says, before looking down at his Field Guide. They sit in silence for a few minutes as Yaz starts a new drawing. "My dinosaur drawings aren't as good as yours."
"I've spent years practicing." Yaz says, frowning at her picture. She pauses, looking up. "Didn't you just start drawing."
"Yeah, but…" Darius shrugs. "Will you teach me to draw?"
"I'm not the best teacher. I kinda just taught myself and picked things up as I went along." Yaz says.
"C'mon, I'm sure you're better at teaching than you think. Besides, it'll be fun. Probably."
Yaz looks at Darius's pleading puppy eyes before she sighs.
"Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you."
Darius grins, getting closer to Yaz and curls up into her side. She looks down at him, and chuckling, rearranges her arms and sketchbook.
"I start by drawing shapes. Is there a specific dinosaur you want to see?"
"Gallimus?"
"So, for a Gallimus, circle for the head and a bigger one for the body, cylinder for the neck and legs, then feet and claws." Yaz draws as she explains. "Then we do this, this, add some details, and Gallimus." Hearing a soft snore, she looks down and smiles at seeing Darius asleep.