At the mention of photos, I felt myself perk up. My chin raised just as much as an eyebrow did as I looked at the brunette and wondered exactly where she was going with this…
"What did you have in mind?"
"Evidence. Something that suggests I've branched out socially and aren't just waiting up in the tower for him to notice."
She pulled out her phone - a rather unassuming looking black device without any accoutrements. I'm starting to realize that 'adults' in this world tend not to place stickers on their items.
> At least not the ones others can see. <
"What do you say? Nothing too serious. In fact a couple casual shots would be nice. Just enough to make him wonder what I'm up to out here in my free time."
Vrika heard all of it and didn't react much - other than a little huff that it always seems to do when I started to take pictures myself. The request probably should have felt strange, but it seemed perfectly reasonable to have a set of images taken with this person.
