The subject lends itself well to the sketch. You know you are terribly handsome, Taas.

[ He sips his brandy, flipping to another sketch- part memory, part vivid imagining of Taas stretched out in the sun in shades of grey- the white splash of Cyril draped upon him much like a cat an exquisite contrast. ]

And what a burden it is to be in the company of such attractive men. I may be ruined forever.