“Oh man,” Colin gave her a bit of a wistful smile, “I have shelves lined with all sorts of cameras. I have a whole bunch of old ones, but I have this really cool digital one, and the pictures are all really cool... but I can’t really figure out how to develope the pictures, because it’s not on film, so like... I don’t know how to actually do the pictures, but they always come out so nice. I don’t use it very often. I give photo lessons to this girl, Cressy, on Sundays, and I like to use that one, cause I can teach her a lot of stuff then delete them if she doesn’t think they’re that great without wasting a lot of film. Course, I don’t mind letting her use film either.” Colin paused for a second, looking over at his brother.
“So, you do a lot of photography now?” Colin asked him softly. It wasn’t that Dennis had never taken pictures or helped him before, but he had never really seemed all that interested on his own. Colin was proud though. “If you’d like, you can help me run the lessons. I’d really like for you to meet her. I have a lot of people I’d like you to meet, like Cressy and Myrtle, and the founders, oh! And Kensi. She’s real sweet, and she kept me fed when she lived with us for a while. You’d like her a lot. She’s really pretty, maybe you could ask her out sometime. She’s brill.” Colin nodded enthusiastically at his brother.