[There it was again, that deer in headlights look. What was he looking for? At first he thought he got the wrong kind of paints, he never was very good at art but then Soubi spoke. He sounded pleased, but he doubted Soubi would confess if he really didn't like them.]

That's good, because I really don't know anything about paints. I'm just glad I picked ones you can use.

[He's just go with the lie if it was one. He blinks curiously at the offer.]

Yeah, sure, I've never seen Soubi at work before.