He didn't need the money but was worried she'd refuse if he said anything so he merely took it and put it in his pocket. He set up the easel facing her but tilted his head. "That is if I sell it. I may love it too much." He smiled and then pulled over one of her full length mirrors so that it hit her with light. He nodded in thought. "Do you want to sit or lay down?" His eyes met hers momentarily as he tried to picture the painting he'd make in his mind.