With a grin, Duke pulls the cap off of the sharpie with his mouth and keeps it there as he examines her arm, gently twisting and turning it thoughtfully. He is not actually thinking, but it's good to look like he is.

"Forearm to start so you can see it good and decide if it's what you want," he says around the pen cap, gently going to put Nat's arm on the table. "We're gonna do Beaker but then I'm gonna see you again when this has washed off and I'm going to let you test drive another one 'cause I got an idea but I don't wanna force nothin' so we're doing exactly what you want first." This is said still around the pen cap. He starts to draw.