"Yeah it is, completely insane," she agreed quietly, giving him space to breath and process the new information being hurled at him from literally every angle. There was a digital clock on the wall, fluorescent lighting on the ceiling, an iPod dock behind the counter. If he looked hard enough, he could see everything that wasn't quite right for him too, all the little bits of technology that they had become so immersed in that they blended in with older items.
The way he fixated on her phone, though, had her wondering if it had been a good idea to show it to him. Of course he would have demanded a demonstration of all she was claiming it could do. "I honestly don't know how. Or well, I basically know how but I'm not sure I could explain it well or true enough to the science of it all," Abi replied. "Sorry I'm not smart enough. I can have someone explain the technology if you're really interested later, though.."
Don't laugh, she told herself as his eyes bugged at the colour photos on the tiny screen. It would be bad form and bad karma to laugh that he was most amazed at colour photographs. "Yeah, you don't really get much black and white photography these days. Everything is defaulted to colour. Again, I don't know how it works but... yeah, it works."
Her fingers and palm wrapped loosely and tenderly over his; that yearning need to look after his body and soul an almost never ending feeling. He didn't know her, she knew, didn't spare her more than a thought but the man in front of her had always given her the earth and wanted for nothing. She could at least hold his hand and show him the strange beauty of a modern world.
"Are you alright?" she asked quietly. "Do.. do you need to lie down? I did when I came here. Felt sick as a dog."