[Needy glances at the rag for a second before taking it, because sure, why not. Dry clay is harder to get off anyway. And it itches.]

Probably. I just...the place I was at before this, all they ever let me fool around with was yarn and popsicle sticks. Talk about over-protective. Not to mention boring as shit. [She glances up, briefly, when she realizes she just swore in front of what she still thinks is a kid. Oops. But she doesn't care enough to apologize.]

I can tell. [She comes a little closer, almost as Esther's side she can really look at the painting closer.] If you're this good now, I can only imagine how skilled you'll be by the time you're older.