Katie smiled; she felt like pure sunlight. "So am I. Really, so am I." This was a thing, right? They were vibing? This one of those moments when people aligned and looked at each other and thought, oh, that's what this is? But in case she was wrong, she didn't let the moment stretch on too long. "Oh, hey. So, right after I met Oliver, our mutual friend, I was drawing him. The colors are, I can't really explain why they're so important, but I felt like these belonged to him. And I wanted to sketch in movement, and so..." Katie flipped the pages to find her Oliver sketch, showing it to Dani. Really, it was Peter as she remembered him, grounded in Oliver's look now.