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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-.”-

"...You know I can hear everything you're saying, right?" 

“… I’m-, not even speaking-?”

.....And crowbie didn't realize those were thought bois- 

.. Pffft-, yeah right-, sorry about that.

“. . .”, Speaking.

-“. . .”-, Thoughts, should’ve said that a bit earlier!

...OOPS-Welp pretend I never said that-

".....I can feel you looking at me." 

“.. 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

"......." 

He couldn't help it-he peeked up and over at the journal. 

.. Hehe, little storyyyy ùw ú


“.. This human is, rather strange. Not in a bad way, but their mind seems.. different than the others. If I ever kept them alive longer than one day, normally they would be fearful of me, but this one.. is, drawing me.. I don’t know how to express myself anymore. Should I be worried, should I be flattered.. no no, not flattered. That would be weird, for starters.. I dont even know if he means me like that, it’s tough to explain right now. I’ll write in the future.”