@experimentalfma asked:
Do you want me to help you take a picture? (from Hughes)
Another familiar voice. Eyes threatened to water at the visual of soft leafy browns and serene creamy feather hues that bloomed in their sight. Maes Hughes. He was normally dead when they arrived, dead too soon, dead too quick, ripping up their heart each time they watched the series or visited the world only to see his grave. Having to witness his death and be unable to prevent it sometimes, well... it never felt right, and always turned their stomach. But to see him on the other side of them now... Asking such an innocent but excited inquiry. It gave a feeling of... Contentment, maybe? They blinked owlishly at him, willing the watery-ness to stop, and standing straighter. Their hair hung over their eyes and they flashed a soft smile.
"I'd love it. Though my camera is a bit unique. You just touch this little space here and when it makes the click noise it's taken the image." They stepped closer to him, showing him the screen of the phone. Standard array of buttons, the big white button obvious enough to tap on. They demonstrated it for him, speaking still. "The image will pause for less than a second then zip down to this corner. A tinier version will stay here and that's how you know it's saved. You can take multiple if you want. Would you like to test it first?" Casually, their hands offered up the smart phone device to him, leaving it in camera mode. "The buttons on the side are to give predetermined zooms and to turn the camera screen off, so I'd advise not to press any of those~"
