Alysha ignored their looks with a cavalier toss of her head. Let them treat her with disdain, when her secret was revealed, they’d treat her with more respect.
Leaving the building Alysha hurried across the square to enter the small chapel, her expression lighting up as she spied him.
“You brought them?” He asked without sparing a glance.
“Of course,” She stated with mock offense, “I might be your pupil Leonardo, but I know angles and shapes are the basics of all art.”
He responded with a grunt, and she stifled a smile as she climbed up to join him.