"Did you change it? Or did it just--?" Kate hasn't had her mural appear before her eyes yet, so Simon's claim just gets her brow furrowed in confusion. It doesn't look like wet paint-- none of them ever do as far as she's seen. But the mural changing on its own isn't beyond belief, either.

She sets the tip of the bow on the ground, not leaning any weight on it but resting the weapon instead of keeping it dangling. (Cool people still use them, obviously. The coolest.) She gives his mural another long look now that he's stepped back, taking in the knife, among other details. "Have you been in the halls?" She turns back to him with the question.