[ There's a laugh at the mention of other mediums, but Rokkun says nothing of it as he leads Turing around the room, playing the good senpai by pointing out where everything is— the canvases, the paints, the brushes, the pastels, the empty closet with a suspicious red smear in one corner, the sponges, the colored pencils. ]

Each of us have our own spot we've claimed, and some members are pretty ...particular... so I'd advise against just sitting wherever. If you felt like drawing today, you can go ahead and take my stool until we get one for you— it's the one by the window, right across from the door.