[yes, yes he did. but shalem is almost certain that gnosis may want to examine it... which the phidia absolutely does not want. it depicts a time he does not want to remember, a troupe badge pinned to the clothing of a teenaged boy with haunted eyes, but not quite the deep shadows that the adult now has. shalem knows exactly when that time was, distinctly remembers what he was photographed doing, and he refuses to let anyone see it.
so his only recourse is to lie.]
I'm afraid not. [shalem gives a shrug, and an apologetic little smile. like he really didn't, leaning hard on his acting ability to make this lie convincing. make him seem silly and vapid.] I've not seen a camera and printer here at all.
[he hasn't seen a lot of technology in a while, really. not even his shield, given the sabre on his belt.]
no subject
so his only recourse is to lie.]
I'm afraid not. [shalem gives a shrug, and an apologetic little smile. like he really didn't, leaning hard on his acting ability to make this lie convincing. make him seem silly and vapid.] I've not seen a camera and printer here at all.
[he hasn't seen a lot of technology in a while, really. not even his shield, given the sabre on his belt.]