-“.. Ah, so he is making a design for something.. I wonder what it is.. maybe I can ask later, or perhaps he shall show me when he is finished. Only time will tell.”-
The shapes slowly started to come together-he questioned it, but as he went farther, it started to make more and more sense and finally he figured it out-he was sketching Heisenberg. And it was a really, really good sketch.
-“.. Huh?.. That’s/, a little strange.. why would he be drawing me of all people? I look horrible, well the sketch is.. lovely-, but I mean I just do-, hjd words were correct, I look like a hobo-.”-
“.. Ah, yes. Apologies about that, I just noticed you were drawing something, and thought I would try seeing what it was, don’t worry, I “didn’t” see.
Heisenberg turn around, and picked up his journal once again, opened it, and began.. now “writing” something, rather than underlining
