The piece hands the host its frame camera (sceneCamera), and the ink pass paints the sky wherever nothing solid was drawn: always where the depth was never written — the black seen past the park — and in perspective scenes over the piece's flat backdrop too. A zenith-to-horizon gradient with warm haze at the horizon, a sun on the game's light direction with a soft glow, and fbm clouds banded into two cel tones with an ink rim, drifting slowly. On an SDF head the flat hair fringe draws only face-on; side-on it read as a beak, and the shaded hair cap carries the hair there. Co-Authored-By: Claude Opus 5.5 <noreply@anthropic.com>