The Stitchwraith creeps in to peer at J’s project. They take out their sketchbook from under their trench coat and write a message because talking always takes a lot of energy for them.
“Your Christmas presents that you’re making. So pretty!” And then they add a little smiley face.
Once that’s done, they flop down beside J, arranging their lanky metal limbs in a comfortable way, and start to work on their drawing. They’re drawing a very detailed landscape picture of a lighthouse overlooking some stormy ocean. There’re even some gulls nesting on the rocks.