Like a polaroid. Sure, okay, whatever, mister technology over there with your big words!
It's no real frustration though, maybe only confusion that makes the thought briefly shoot through Inigo's head before it's already gone, sucked away by Roland's happiness about the picture, by Tidus's voice suddenly speaking up. It makes Inigo turn his head from where he's looking at Roland admiring the device, back over towards his friend.
"But I.. I have eyes. You know I have eyes, right?" Were dumber lines ever said. Who knows. "I can just go look at my flowers at any moment!"
Someone may not be understanding the full appeal of photos just yet, sorry, Tidus. At least he was able to appreciate this particular one since it had the three of them on it, a great good especially with how often this train makes people disappear. But going beyond that is still a big question mark for someone with Inigo's medieval mind.
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It's no real frustration though, maybe only confusion that makes the thought briefly shoot through Inigo's head before it's already gone, sucked away by Roland's happiness about the picture, by Tidus's voice suddenly speaking up. It makes Inigo turn his head from where he's looking at Roland admiring the device, back over towards his friend.
"But I.. I have eyes. You know I have eyes, right?" Were dumber lines ever said. Who knows. "I can just go look at my flowers at any moment!"
Someone may not be understanding the full appeal of photos just yet, sorry, Tidus. At least he was able to appreciate this particular one since it had the three of them on it, a great good especially with how often this train makes people disappear. But going beyond that is still a big question mark for someone with Inigo's medieval mind.