There was so much that Dennis wanted to tell Colin. So many things he had done for his brother that he could know about now. He'd graduated Hogwarts. He'd become a photographer. He made sure his grave was never without flowers so people would know, anyone who walked by would know, they could see his name and think how loved he must have been to always have such elaborate bouquets at his grave. He didn't want to talk about Colin' death though. It had taken years for him to even be able to say it and if Colin was here now, what did it matter? "We can fix that." Dennis said, matching his brother's grin and nodding his head.
When Colin denied the camera though, Dennis frowned and looked down at it in his hands. To be honest, he was a little happy Colin said it was his. He loved it after all. It took decent pictures, yeah, but it was mostly what it represented. It was the fact that Colin had used it. That his brother's name was still written on the bottom in thick letters. Property of Colin Creevey. It was special and it was his. The frown turned to a small smile as he looked at Colin and asked "Are you sure?" before slipping the strap around his neck once more. "That sounds brill. Really brill. Course you made a dark room in a closet." he teased softly, reaching out to muss his brother's hair before continuing. "I- wish I could show you my other cameras. I still have your ones. They're my favorite, but I have others. Relative collection really." Dennis informed him, rocking back on the heels of his feet with a smile.