>>6022855On the sandy beach are dozens of crystal chairs lining the path out of the ship, each one delicately crafted. Between them is a single strip of cloth, maybe two foot wide leading from the ramp to a raised crystal dais. Behind it is an archway, crafted to resemble fabric draped over a frame. For a few seconds you'd thought it was some sort of fabric, until the wind blows and it doesn't move. “He's gotten better.”
“Woah...” Meloka says, a sentiment you completely agree with. He's standing there before the dias, hand to his chin as he looks it over. But when he hears you all coming, he turns, smiling.
“Morning Mom, morning Dad. What do you think?” he asks you both, gesturing to everything. “Do you think this is good enough? Or do you think I need to do more?”
Well? How do you respond to that?
>Tell him you think it looks great, he's done a great job>Turn to Meloka, defer to her opinion of what she thinks of this>Tell him that he's clearly put a LOT of work in, his effort shows>Ask what he doesn't like, what he's considering changing>Other(write in) 