Nemhain's form was, for the most part, an absolute cacophony of colors. It had been ever since she had first been fully formed into existence, and her large, beautiful feathers had curled out to their full length, bathing in the sun. She didn't truly know why this had been the form she had manifested in, and she doubted she would ever know the full reasoning behind it, but she hardly minded it. The colors sometimes made it difficult for her to blend into the background or become one with the crowd, but that was never really an issue when she was always on the front lines, always ready to face the action head on. She was never one that needed to be stealthy, so the possible disadvantages that something as unneeded as nail painting offered? Well, they were of very little concern to the persona, who was sort of just desperate for anything to lift her spirits as of late. Although she had not been around for the event in question, the brutal murder of a mother and child had sent ripples of shock throughout Elysium. Ripples that not only effected everyone as a whole, but Rin particularly hard, which meant that they affected Nemhain especially hard as well. She had been attempting to ignore the constant churning unpleasant emotions in her system because of this, but her defenses were weakening, and she needed something to drag her mind from everything, if only for the briefest of moments.

Thankfully, Sanzu had unknowingly jumped at the opportunity to distract others, something that made Nemhain feel even more affection for the child than she already had before. Nem had been a little confused at first, when the sound of Sanzu's chipper and squeaky voice rang out with the offering to paint the nails of others, but that didn't mean that her curiosity wasn't piqued. Besides, she could already see Rin heading over, and she was feeling rather protective as of late over the magna, knowing exactly how much the feline was suffering. Getting up from her sort of half laying half resting position, the fenghuang followed after Rin to where Sanzu was set up, looking over the messy "supplies" that were currently present. She almost snorted when she saw that Sanzu was using her tail as a brush, shaking her head from side to side at the child. It was ridiculous to her, but it also seemed so utterly fitting for Sanzu that she didn't comment, just slowly settling down near Rin. It was a little awkward, balancing herself on only one of her large but sturdy legs so that she could outstretch her talons, but she managed it anyways. It was pretty amusing, seeing the comparison between the size of Sanzu's tiny but still growing body and her massive, blackened talons. She cleared her throat for a moment before speaking, eyes darting over towards Rin, "I will participate as well... although please do not let my talons take up all your paint, if others arrive." She knew that her claws were comparatively much, much larger than anyone else's within Elysium, so she was fine with sitting this particular little event out, or only having one or two of her talons painted, if it meant that she would be fair to the rest of her clanmates.

Nemhain felt an odd sense of anxiety settle in her chest as Sanzu came bouncing up to her, mainly because of the huge size difference between the two of them. Even though she was carefully holding her body in such a way that it would hopefully prove not to be an issue, all manner of awful scenarios flashed through Nem's brain as she stood there. She could fall forward and crush Sanzu, or her claws could accidentally pierce the poor little dragon's scales... just that was enough to make her hold as still as a stone statue, only moving when she had to shift her other leg forward to be painted. She knew Rin would definitely be able to feel the worry rolling off of her in waves, but hopefully the magna would be able to see where she was coming from and see that it was a relatively small issue, and not anything to freak out over. Nem was doing far more than enough of that for the both of them, after all. Not to mention that Rin didn't need yet another thing on her plate at the moment, no matter how small. Thankfully, it seemed as though things went off without a hitch, since soon enough Sanzu was bouncing away from Nemhain's huge talons, her attention now focused on Lemy. The fenghuang watched Lemy for a long moment as Sanzu worked dutifully at his claws, a faint sense of pity working its way into her chest. He really did enjoy being childish, didn't he? Not even bothering to meet either of their gazes.

Realizing with a start that she hadn't yet answered Sanzu's question about the end result, Nem tore her gaze away from Lemy and let it fall down on her freshly painted talons, tilting her head curiously to one side. The job was a little messy, with paint slightly creeping up and over the rough skin of her long folded legs, but it fit decently enough with the rest of her. Besides, it was practically impossible for any color to truly clash with her, considering she had such an odd smattering of colors all over her already. If anything was going to clash, it was already doing so on her feathers. Shifting around a little but, she chirped out praise to Sanzu, resisting the urge to chuckle when she saw the look on Rin's face, the magna obviously wanting to comment herself but resisting, "Pink is a very good color for me, Lady Sanzu. Thank you very much for choosing something so appropriate." She then sat back a little bit on her legs, glancing again towards Rin before Sanzu was bouncing around with a happy flourish, evidently quite eager to get to work on a second coat, if her rhythmic bouncing was anything to go by. A deep laugh echoed through Nem's chest, and she nodded along with Rin, "Yes, if you would like to do a second coat, I would also be happy to remain still as your model for a little longer."