Garrot is not an artist. Like. At all. Big hands with clawed fingers and a lot of strength means it's just... not for him. He can handle scalpels just fine, but the flow of an artist's movements just happen for him. He'd rather move his entire body, anyway. So he's absolutely enamored when Ten starts drawing a train with insane amounts of detail.

"Woah, you're really good at that!" He's surprised, but still very proud. "How'd you learn to draw so well?" Of course, Garrot recognizes the train. "Do you like trains?"

Just respond to him Ten. Please. He's needy.