He had wanted to, but is that not partially what the thank you is about? Thank you, for wanting to gift this to me, he thinks. Thank you, for thinking of me.

And then it shifts to him, and so, he pulls a sleeve back and takes a brush, a bit of a bashful look in his eye, hopefully undetectable in Wei Ying's current state, and pulls up a blank sheet of paper once the rest are are all tucked neatly into a stack at the side. And yes, he organized the stack, of course he did.

He pins Wei Ying with a look, solid and unmoving, for a good long time. And then, once he's done surveying, he turns back to his paper, and starts to paint a few lines. The linework is good, but his likeness and ability to draw a human face is... mm. He's no Wei Ying.