[Ah, and perhaps she's not so unaffected as all that, because she jumps as he turns so suddenly. It's a minor thing, but it's a tell, and she hates that it happened.
She kind of hates that he remembered about the camera, too, but perhaps it had been foolish to hope to keep it. Still, she tries to think of a way to keep it before concluding she's neither the resources nor the skill to pull off some elaborate trick.]
The whole point of this venture was to study those things. I can hardly do that if you're intent on taking my observations away.
[At least he’s kind enough to not remark on the slight startle. (No, he feels self-satisfied instead.)]
You have your memory, don’t you? Rely upon that.
[He steps closer again.]
Or, perhaps, you’d like to find someone else to study instead. After all, experimentation does thrive upon trial and error. [He lifts the box of cookies gently with one hand, as if to accentuate them.]
The camera, in exchange for two of these. To do with them as you like.
[That leaves two for him, and two and a half for her. The remnants of the first cookie still exists in this room, discarded for now. He hasn't forgotten about it, but he doesn't care enough for it either.
And so, he opens up the box and hands her two. At least he can take pleasure in knowing that they'll be put to good, and hopefully amusing, use.]
no subject
Most appreciated.
[-he says with a lilt as he edges past, that lingering feeling of something pressurized and dark still hovering ever so faintly around his person.
And so it appears like he's about to leave, until he suddenly whirls on his heel to face her again.]
Oh, and by the way, the camera. [AS IF HE'LL FORGET ABOUT THAT LITTLE DETAIL, fight him for it.] May I see it?
no subject
She kind of hates that he remembered about the camera, too, but perhaps it had been foolish to hope to keep it. Still, she tries to think of a way to keep it before concluding she's neither the resources nor the skill to pull off some elaborate trick.]
The whole point of this venture was to study those things. I can hardly do that if you're intent on taking my observations away.
no subject
You have your memory, don’t you? Rely upon that.
[He steps closer again.]
Or, perhaps, you’d like to find someone else to study instead. After all, experimentation does thrive upon trial and error. [He lifts the box of cookies gently with one hand, as if to accentuate them.]
The camera, in exchange for two of these. To do with them as you like.
no subject
And shall I inform you of my results?
no subject
[That leaves two for him, and two and a half for her. The remnants of the first cookie still exists in this room, discarded for now. He hasn't forgotten about it, but he doesn't care enough for it either.
And so, he opens up the box and hands her two. At least he can take pleasure in knowing that they'll be put to good, and hopefully amusing, use.]