"Why don't any of these have faces?" Terry asks me and glances up from the sketchbook he had been flipping through. "I can't draw faces," I answer pausing from chewing my thumbnail nervously. His eyebrows raise questioningly. I go onto explain, "People's faces are so... complex and each person has a different one. I can't even try to match that kind of uniqueness or- You're laughing at me," I accuse mid-sentence when I see him start to smile at me. "I'm not," He assures me.