Marie glanced up at him, her bright emerald eyes shining and shifting with the rhythm to the rising tide. "Good." Her voice remained soft as she continued to drag her pencil across the paper. He will most likely not see the drawing until it's become a painting.

She thought about his similarities to Louis as she drew. The pale skin, the way his gaze settled over the objects around him. It was unique.

"I've never met anyone like me." Marie replied as if it was the most common thing to say. She barely knew herself, let alone someone who was similar to her in someway. She felt the closest to Cobweb but the similarities they shared weren't exact. She hoped that no one would have to live through a life similar to her own.

"You remind me of a man I met here."