Ah, right, you're an artist. [A real one, not a map one. Maps aren't very interesting to look at unless you're super into them like Koby is.

The compliment makes him laugh, cheeks going a little red, which offsets the gold oddly.] Thanks. I'm really lucky they haven't broken. I don't know if there's anywhere here I could get them prepared.

Another "construct"? [Koby's learning so much about sociology. But he laughs a little, sort of amused.] I had dolls too, but that's because I was supposed to. It was a girl's orphanage, so whenever anyone donated toys and things, it was mostly dolls. I remember always being disappointed there weren't more books. I eventually just...made my own fishing pole out of a stick and tried to catch things in puddles.

[Koby rolls his eyes, but he can't help but laugh.] Okay, okay, that wasn't that hard, you're right.