Sakura pauses when she hears the voice, hears the question, glancing down from her possibly precarious perch on her staff at the unfamiliar voice. Given she was more used to seeing most on Retrospec texting more than hearing them or seeing them all the time in person unless she knew them more closely.

"I'm trying to. But ah -- silver? That probably would work better than my pink paint."

She agrees, almost a little sheepish as she reaches to take his brush. It's only as she gets a little closer that she notices his clothes.

"You're not hot? I mean, wearing that top."