They both stayed in that position for almost an hour. Nina felt her hips go numb and her back hurt from staying in the same position for so long without moving at all. Loyd looked at her with a gaze that seemed critical before occasionally brushing the paintbrush on his canvas. When silence fell and the man was heard muttering a few times, Loyd finally put down his brush and sat on a chair after standing for quite some time during the lengthy painting process.
“Well, what can I do, I’m not Leonardo da Vinci. But I think this is pretty good,” Loyd said, sighing with relief as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.
“Can I move now?” Nina asked, also relieved as it seemed the exhausting process was almost completely over.
“Yes, I just felt the need to fix a few small details, like your n
