Darius tilted his head confused. "Don't act suspicious", he said quietly. He slipped an arm around her shoulders and smiled as he walked slowly. "As I was telling Peter, art is from the soul. And you can't expect anyone who just copies what they've seen to make anything worth the cloth it's on.. You get me, right, Caleb?" He said at a regular level as he walked down the hall, but kept his eyes around and hugged Pearl a bit so her face was hidden as they walked past the guard. "Sorry." He smiled and tried to keep going smoothly. "Anyway, so then Peter tells me that art is only as good as the audience for it, so I say.." he let his voice trail off as they turned the hallway. He wanted to glance back and see if they were noticed but was more afraid he'd be caught then.