Hero holds their stick at the ready, but Quinn merely settles down to draw, laying paper out in front of him. He's smiling happily while sketching, and the worlds that emerge from the tip of his crayon come to life. A tiny horse dashes past Hero's face and they blink.
Tilting their head, Hero walks closer and leans against the stick to get a better look at Quinn's drawing. The boy looks up with a gentle smile and asks, "Do you like to draw too?"
"Oh, uhm... I've tried before but all I could manage is whipping up some stick figures," Hero rubs the back of their neck, rustling the paper bag as they do.
Quinn shakes his head and holds up a piece of paper, "That's fine! Art is about having fun and making your imagination come to life on the paper! Here, why don't you give it a try?" The boy hands over his giant crayon and Hero, hesitant at first, accepts it to draw messily on the paper.
Thinking deeply, the hero draws a world where they tie for victory, and Quinn lets out a gasp. "You didn't have to do that!"
"I didn't, but hurting a kid wouldn't make me a hero at all!" They lay a hand on the boy's head and Quinn blushes.
QUINN DEFEATED? VICTORY!