[ Trahearne carefully takes the camera, cradling it as it prints the paper. ]
I'm not sure how it will handle two people.
[ There's a little smile on his face and a jesting tone to his voice. What sort of abomination would that create, he wonders?
But it doesn't--the image he sees developing on the paper is that of himself and Beatrix. They both seem calm and happy to be in one another's company; it's hard to imagine that he had given her his most devastating truth not moments earlier.
A fond smile crosses Trahearne's face as he gazes at it for a moment, then hands it to Beatrix. ]
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I'm not sure how it will handle two people.
[ There's a little smile on his face and a jesting tone to his voice. What sort of abomination would that create, he wonders?
But it doesn't--the image he sees developing on the paper is that of himself and Beatrix. They both seem calm and happy to be in one another's company; it's hard to imagine that he had given her his most devastating truth not moments earlier.
A fond smile crosses Trahearne's face as he gazes at it for a moment, then hands it to Beatrix. ]
You should have it.