Glenn just blinks at him for the comment, not sure what to do with it, and still a little too nervous to ask about it.
It's still really weird to not be wearing clothes he put on this morning, and to not have clothes to change into until now. But he accepts it gratefully and walks to the opposite side of Thrawn's desk for further privacy, glad to wear something closer to his size. It's not a perfect fit, but it's not too small.
"M'done changing!" he calls back before long, and goes right back to drawing, this time hitching his legs up towards his chest, balanced on the chair, and leaning the sketchpad against his legs as he draws.
He also starts trying to draw the artifact, as if doing so might give him some insight. It's still quietly making noise to him, but not in a way he knows to process. Maybe it's sentient, he wonders.
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It's still really weird to not be wearing clothes he put on this morning, and to not have clothes to change into until now. But he accepts it gratefully and walks to the opposite side of Thrawn's desk for further privacy, glad to wear something closer to his size. It's not a perfect fit, but it's not too small.
"M'done changing!" he calls back before long, and goes right back to drawing, this time hitching his legs up towards his chest, balanced on the chair, and leaning the sketchpad against his legs as he draws.
He also starts trying to draw the artifact, as if doing so might give him some insight. It's still quietly making noise to him, but not in a way he knows to process. Maybe it's sentient, he wonders.