Darius seemed happy with a more melancholic Calliope, maybe finding the stark contrast between their deeply sad face and their gleaming beauty pleasing, maybe simply happy with the ability of the model. “I will be anyone you like” Calliope repeated the mantra they had offered when they had first met. This is what they had meant. But they also looked genuinely please when it came to a compliment directed towards their ability.

Calliope nodded. “Very modern” she commented, noticing a choice that even in Paris was considered new and unusual. For the more traditional artists, sketching ws one of the biggest part of their process. “Perfect.” Chéri repeated. They didn’t mind the upcoming silence, they never were a big talker and used the time to enjoy the feeling of silk on the bare skin and focus on their body.