Misa works, humming, next to him, scooping the sand up and shaping it slowly.

The lekku begin to take rough shape, but she's never done this before. Even her figure drawing leaves something to be desired. She cocks her head to the side when she sits back on her heels. "He's lopsided."

The creature she'd been working on, has one lekku longer than the other, and his face is... well, mashed is the best way to put it.