[Adorabat actually paid attention to the room. Her heart lept in excitement at the fire room and when reaching the clown room, she pointed at the clown and the punched a wing into her other wing, staring square into the clown's eyes. She hopes she were able to deliver on that promise in the future.]
[She reaches the podiums and gets settled in, fluttering onto her own podium. No longer is she flitting her eyes from person to person, she knows this time she has to try hard.]
I looked in the upper area of the art room, and I didn't see anything sapicious. But what I did find was a empty paint can with a dent in it. The red paint from the can was likely spilled everywhere.
[She takes the paint can out in question and sets it down in front of her podium.]
Another thing I saw was Thomasin was laying in a way as if she fell down from the workshop area. I really don't think she tripped or anything, but I do believe the paint can was the murder weapon.
THE ART ROOM
[She reaches the podiums and gets settled in, fluttering onto her own podium. No longer is she flitting her eyes from person to person, she knows this time she has to try hard.]
I looked in the upper area of the art room, and I didn't see anything sapicious. But what I did find was a empty paint can with a dent in it. The red paint from the can was likely spilled everywhere.
[She takes the paint can out in question and sets it down in front of her podium.]
Another thing I saw was Thomasin was laying in a way as if she fell down from the workshop area. I really don't think she tripped or anything, but I do believe the paint can was the murder weapon.