[Her smile deepens over the thought of Hannibal painting.] We should try, when we get back to Camp. [Not an if. A when. She needs to be optimistic.] I wonder if he'd paint a picture of you.
[Hazel pauses for a moment, to imagine the sight of a trunk holding a paintbrush.] Have you ever seen one do it?
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[Hazel pauses for a moment, to imagine the sight of a trunk holding a paintbrush.] Have you ever seen one do it?