"No," Marcus says with a laugh. "No, terribly far from it. It's just a hobby."
It's one he loves and it's the sort of hobby he relies on to keep himself from getting too lost inside his head, inside the memories and the demons that haunt them. But at the end of it, it's still just a hobby. This isn't the sort of thing he has any interest in being paid for. Nor does he believe himself good enough either way. He'll stick to sketching in notebooks and the margins of his Bible.
"Mm," he adds a second later, the smile disappearing. "The Purge. You mean to say you're not looking forward to spending an entire night looking over your shoulder?" His tone makes it clear he finds the entire idea abhorrent.
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It's one he loves and it's the sort of hobby he relies on to keep himself from getting too lost inside his head, inside the memories and the demons that haunt them. But at the end of it, it's still just a hobby. This isn't the sort of thing he has any interest in being paid for. Nor does he believe himself good enough either way. He'll stick to sketching in notebooks and the margins of his Bible.
"Mm," he adds a second later, the smile disappearing. "The Purge. You mean to say you're not looking forward to spending an entire night looking over your shoulder?" His tone makes it clear he finds the entire idea abhorrent.