[He held up a black finger; black like ink rather than one of the brown shades called black, and then dipped out of sight for another moment before crashing into his seat like a sack full of bricks with crayons and a sketchbook. This caused the earlier Eevee, and a second one of equal size, to peek back at her while making complaining noises. He flipped past several pages of drawings only another Pokemon could identify and then started sketching.

[When he turned it around, though? Despite the fact that he did the whole thing in a few moments using nothing but slightly-chewed-on crayons, it was a pretty damn good picture of Belphe in the uniform she'd first shown up in. The colours might not have been quite right, but the proportions were perfect.]