"Tattoos?" He sat up just a little to see what Joe was drawing now. It looked like a whole bunch of lines at the moment but he knew it would come together fairly quickly under Joe's attention. "I guess I'll think of something."

But he could already feel the idea taking shape in his mind. There wasn't much Booker wanted permanent on his body or as permanent as his body would allow. Four names and a symbol of some sort.

Booker settled back down now that he had a better idea of what was happening. He wouldn't be going back to sleep any time soon though if Joe needed to draw on him in twenty minutes.