He laughed softly, "Yeah, I hope it did, otherwise all of that wouldd have been for nothing..."

"Exactly why I wear the same thing every day. Yet no one recognizes me in the slightest. I feel like I'm in permanent incognito mode but only a few people see me, most of which are just Clarissas."

"Well... I'm sorry that you have such troubles in your life, it can't be fun, not knowing when and what you're going to change into." His voice lowered... So he thought she couldn't hear him. "But at least you know what you look like."

Ven was about to say something when the bell rang for class.

Jack made his way to Art, with his equivalent of a huge smile on his face. He loved art.

Ven walked next to him since they had the same class, she could just feel the strong wave of happiness. Empathy wasn't a bad power if you're next to someone who isn't a meaty grump ball.

Jack entered the Art classroom, Room 31 and found a seat, which had another seat beside it, just in case she wanted to sit next to him. He got out his art pad and stared at the front of the room, where the teacher would have stood, if they were here.

Ven plopped down wherever she wanted. (Smack next to Jack) It was peaceful in this room. Nothing negative. It was happy and trusting. Heck, she might even try and eat paint water if she were dared too.

Jack happily sketched away on his drawing pad. A gentle smile on his face, he always find drawing very calming, not to mention that the class was always incredibly chill.

Ven's paintbrush slipped and she accidentally made herself look like a tribal warrior as a streak of blue paint went across her face instead of the canvass.