Frowning, Handsome turned his eyes to the painting. "Er - tell someone, I guess." That was a pathetic answer, and it really didn't stop her paintings from getting destroyed—he knew that. "Well, you could always request a private room to paint. I'm sure one of the more experienced professors - Professor Darrow, maybe - wouldn't mind putting a barrier on the door to prevent other students from getting in," he suggested.

"If anything else, you could make an exhibit out of this piece. You know, on what happens when bigotry strikes—literally," he added with a shrug.