"It's nice to meet you then, Izumi-san," Aya said, sounding a bit 'lighter' now that that worry was out of the way. She wrapped her scarf back around her neck (a bit more tightly, in case another strong wind came by). She peered over Izumi's shoulder and watched her work in silence for a while, appreciating the strokes and her skill, before asking,

"What are you painting?"