Max looks up from her sketchbook, her eyes meeting John's concerned gaze. She offers a small smile before speaking. "Oh, it's nothing. Just a little headache. I think it's from staring at the screen for too long." John nods, "Yeah, I get that too sometimes. Have you tried taking a break?" Max nods slowly, "Yeah, I did. And then I came outside to draw for a bit. It's a nice change of pace." "Wow, you're really talented," John comments, taking a closer look at Max's sketchbook. "I wish I could draw like that." Max glances down at her work and lets out a small laugh, "Thanks, but I'm not that good. I just like to doodle." John shakes his head, "No way, Max. This is amazing. You should enter one of those art competitions or something." Max feels a warmth in her cheeks at John's compliment. She's not used to people complimenting her art, especially not in person. "Thanks, John. I might consider it." John smiles, "I'm serious. You should believe in yourself more, Max. You have a lot of talent." Max can't help but smile back at John, feeling grateful for his words of encouragement. Maybe he's right, maybe she should start believing in herself more.