nature's photographers

B a s t i e n

I can fit two people under my skin
Yea I can fit two people under my skin

From the rapidly fading smile, Bastien could see he had said something wrong. While he didn't know the ins and outs of Cameron's world or the technology they spoke of, he knew what it was like to have memories of your world not mean anything to anyone else, to feel like the sole owner of your worlds memories and creations in this new reality. He listened as intently as he could, tried to understand.

"A...selfie?" He asked, that being the first word he didn't know, though the rest of it had been hard to follow regardless. "So if I am understanding you, the artist does not make the image, this...camera takes it for them and captures it exactly?" Bastien raised an eyebrow, not sure such technology was possible and feeling his artistic morals rile a bit at the idea of a machine taking over the creation of art.

He could be no help with making one, that was for sure. "I've never heard of it. What is your world? It sounds like it must have been very different from mine."

And I will prove it if you will listen
You crawl up in there and join me within