The way Caleb stops so utterly gives Molly pause, brows furrowing a bit with concern. Something about it, about the soft tone the question was asked in made him uncertain, looking at the wall with a curious eye, trying to see whatever it was that Caleb had in the swirls of colors and lines.

"The patterns? Well, I felt like the wall needed something, and I couldn't settle on like... a landscape or anything so went with patterns. Just painted what I liked."