She looked at him directly for the first time, taking in his face and general presence. He'd inspire a beautiful portrait, she concluded immediately. At least visually. What happened after the paint dried was more of a wild card.
"Then you'll soon find this for yourself but - people are sometimes surprised to learn the animation of the finished painting doesn't work like a mirror. It's a product of the painter's impressions of the sitter." She paused as if considering her next words as a subtly mischievous smile colored her face. "Don't share anything with your painter you don't want possibly reflected in your portrait's behavior."
"Then you'll soon find this for yourself but - people are sometimes surprised to learn the animation of the finished painting doesn't work like a mirror. It's a product of the painter's impressions of the sitter." She paused as if considering her next words as a subtly mischievous smile colored her face. "Don't share anything with your painter you don't want possibly reflected in your portrait's behavior."
"Have you heard? She's the one that killed her husband!
They couldn't prove it... but everyone says it was her"
They couldn't prove it... but everyone says it was her"