With Distance Thought, Still Seeing Peripheral

Seeing Peripheral

The character is seeing only the side and cognizant of the observer but a distant thought somewhere else. Not concerned with that which is immediate, just waiting for someone to say you are free to move now and put on your shirt.

Finishing the portraits is taking longer than she originally anticipated.  Make up your mind, she thinks, just let me go, my shoulders and nipples are cold. We stay here much longer, she will surely die of boredom.