Aladdin gave a shrug, “Sure, warning though, not a very good artist.” Giving a little chuckle as he picked up a paintbrush, rubbing his chin, wondering what he should paint on the wall. Perhaps he should draw something from home. Like perhaps the palace or Jasmine or… Wait, Yorda?

Turning over to the girl, giving a smile, “Yorda? Heeey! You’re the girl Urd and Genie talked about, the name’s Aladdin! It’s nice to meet you too!”