They can be. Specter was a lot of fun. I had a bunch of toys for him, and sometimes he would chase my feet when I was walking around and had him out of his cage.

I know that it does. [She found the knife. She's not exactly sure where or how, but at the time it sure felt like a sign.

Noticing Esther's glance towards the paper and the easel though, she frowns, closing off a little again.]

Look, I -- didn't mean to interrupt you for so long, seriously. I'll let you go back to finishing your painting now. You wouldn't want it to go to waste.