[But she doesn't know Charlie exactly, so she stands far away and half hidden, watching him for a little bit to get a better judge of him. He's coloring--drawing? (She can tell by the movement of his hand.) So... he can't be that bad, right?
After ten minutes or so, she comes out, walking slow and somewhat lilted from the broken rib. She stops just out of reach of him.] What are you drawing?
did someone say coloring...
After ten minutes or so, she comes out, walking slow and somewhat lilted from the broken rib. She stops just out of reach of him.] What are you drawing?