[Syre looks about a moment, then rummages about in her pockets; eventually, she finds a small stick of chalk (presumably left in her pocket from when she had been working on things earlier in the morning) and uses it to draw a little stick figure.]
[She then looks toward Traveler, a smile tugging at her lips.]
[Action]
[She then looks toward Traveler, a smile tugging at her lips.]
< You draw? >
♫?