Snippet #2490599

Irono looked up at the girl and the man standing beside her.
". . . My name is Irono Aichi..."
Blinking, Irono returned to her drawings. It was a rather detailed picture of her mother and the first boy she ever killed. She just needed some color.
"Do you have any ink I can use...?"
Irono needed paint in order to complete the picture. She had hoped the two of them would be of help.
"Where are the paint supplies? Who are you two?"
Irono tilted her head to the side quizzically, her face was eternally stoic.