Silvan's expression was instinctive, smiling more at the fact that he had fallen for Alessio's scheming.
"Perfect, don't move." Alessio cheered him on.
Silvan sat still but his smile dimmed a bit. He had never sat to have himself painted for his sake. There were formal paintings and family paintings, and formal family paintings…
He tried not to show how giddy he was about this unexpected offer, sitting completely still. "How long is this going to take?"
"As long as you'd like," Alessio replied good-naturedly. "If you have the patience we can be all done with it by today."
Silvan relaxed, sitting less stiffly than he was previously. "I'm in no rush, let's stop for breakfast in a short time." He said calmly, "And you can keep Eleanor's paintings, a single one is more than enough for me."
Alessio's smile cooled, he glanced down at the vibrant pigments on his palette. "Alright then." He agreed, resuming his painting.
