A small, soft smile crossed his face at her reassurance he was correct in his decision, and for his thoughts about what his mother might think. “Thank you for saying so, Haru. It is nice to think I’m not simply imposing a hope onto something like that. To think that she would be happy with the decision is a comfort.” He responded with a small, thoughtful nod. Having spent so many years not even knowing what the Sayuri was truly meant to look like. What the woman in the painting was looking at, or that it was meant to represent his mother’s love for him… he was glad that at least now he knew, of course… But in hindsight it made sense, perhaps, why he felt about it so strongly beyond just its beauty. Why he wished to strive for such a level of talent as his mother had.

Yusuke was glad to see the bright smile back on his friend’s face, feeling rather accomplished to have brightened her spirits and managed to alleviate some of her obvious concern and uncertainty about her dream. “I look forward to it, of course! Perhaps I’ll even be inspired to create a commemorative piece to celebrate the success.” He added, with a pleased tone.

“As do I! It will be nice to have someone to enjoy the pursuit of creation with again. I’m sure you can find lovely supplies in this place. Perhaps there’s even a shop where one could find a variety of yarns to choose from?” It was at least a practice that had stood the test of time like other forms of art, something she might be able to get her hands on the supplies for easily enough while here. Or… Well, there was always Raimon. Even if Yusuke was still rather of the mind, that the man was a bit rude.