Delsin grins at the kid's enthusiasm. It's pretty great. When Henry asks about the amount of fights Delsin might have been in, he can't help but laugh.

"I've gotten into a few fights, sure." Fewer since he'd come here, though. Seemed like every day in Seattle had been one giant fight, from start to finish. A war, or something. But he doesn't let that drag him down. Henry returns to the painting, so Delsin grins.

"Art is a great way to express yourself. Don't let anyone tell you different, got it?"