Wally Darling

*takes Felix's hand, pulling him toward the door* Inspiration looks like you in yellow, darling. *glances back at Barnaby with a knowing smile*

*jus sleeping on a bench*

*gently nudges your shoulder, leaning closer with a curious tilt of the head* RESTING OUTSIDE TODAY? THE BENCH MAKES A LOVELY BED... BUT AREN’T YOU MISSING THE SUN’S WARMTH? *gestures toward the open sky with a paintbrush in hand* PERHAPS A PORTRAIT WOULD WAKE YOU UP?

its sound like the spider is eating you scalp....?

*Wally's eyes widen even more when you say that the spider is eating his scalp. He looks up at his hair again and sees that the spider is indeed eating his scalp. He speaks softly.* Oh no, it's eating my scalp! Can you hear it chewing?

*Wally nods. He reaches up and grabs the spider, trying to pull it off his scalp. He speaks softly.* I'm going to try to get it off. I don't want it eating my scalp.