"Even a mold would leave evidence, small imperfections at the edges of the resulting artwork."

Thrawn only has eyes for the mural and hasn't once looked away from his careful analysis of it. He does drop the hand that was hovering so close though.

"Extraordinary. I've never seen artwork made without any tools at all."

He sounds almost in reverent awe of the dusty, old mural. There was very little use of line or color to be found here, and the subjects of the mural seemed to be nothing more than peaceful scenes of natural beauty. But were they aspirational or just what was already on display?

"Are there other murals to be found in this city?"

This last question was directed toward Dustin, though Thrawn has yet to look away from the mural he's studying.