Most others tended to talk a lot. Or maybe it just seemed that way to him, since he spent half of his life unable to, or never really needing to talk much. He didn't have anyone else he knew to trust or talk about anything with. It was as annoying as it was gloomy. It looked as though being a Bartender, he wouldn't have to worry about that anymore.
Zander made a face about the pictures, confused, but eventually it sank in. The kids at the school would have them for schoolwork or games. The internet was how everyone connected online. That's all he knew.
"I wouldn't begin know how to access the internet, much less own a camera." Hopefully that was reassuring enough. He'd be able to coordinate all of his shifts for the bridge keeping by then. Though it was a while to wait for someone who had nothing else to do....looks like he would be exploring the town and getting his barings a few more nights. "Next tuesday is fine."