As I said before: you would get a swelled head and that's the last thing anyone needs, let alone myself.

[Although it seems like even this sort of picture isn't enough to puncture that ego in any manner... Chikusa supposes it can't be helped. Leaning back against the counter, he blows over his tea.]

I hope you don't plan on taking the whole sketchbook. I still have pages to fill, and I don't want to waste money on a new one until I'm finished.