Clary took the pencil and placed it on the table over top of her notebook. She already had an idea of how she'd do it. There would be a lot of fabric in the picture, holding the subject while also accenting the subjects figure. She'd be beautiful but with strong kind eyes like her son.

"That's good." She couldn't help but be a romantic. "I think that people should love each other."

Her cheeks flush a bit.

"I just didn't know if it made you uncomfortable. If not I'd love to hear more but I already have an idea for the drawing. Was she delicate? Thin arms? I imagine her being as big as you but I can't." Clary flashed an honest but awkward smile.