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You loved to paint. Painting was something you did to calm yourself,as well as others. You walked into the training room,getting ready for a spar when you saw a figure tracing the patterned painting of yours. You walked over towards them. "John? What are you doing? I thought we were going to spar."
John smiled at you as he turned around. "It's nice. If we didn't have to hide,I would say you should show your work to people."
You stayed quite,as John had hardly ever gave out complaints. "Well,let's get to sparing."
