It had taken a long time - lots of side jobs and hard work, but it was finally in her hands! A decent, digital camera! Well timed, too; her last one was about to run out of film, and she couldn’t be without some way to take photos (well, at least until her Scroll got back to her.) To celebrate, she’d had the others all developed, and was on the way to collect them when a certain interruption had stopped her.
Well, more of a certain interruption had already stopped and was staring a little disconcertingly at her, but same difference, she supposed. She had to wonder, though, was he a Faunus? The markings on his face seemed to suggest otherwise, but… maybe he was just from Vacuo?
“Caught my smell? I-I’m not that bad, am I!?” She had to resist looking weird and smelling herself in public, only entirely stopped when he shifted the topic onto her new camera. Thankfully. “Wha– Oh! My camera?” Had he come from somewhere without them…? “It’s a little device that takes pictures! Like…” Snap! She took one of Yarne, walking closer to turn the camera around and show him. “…this!”
He's caught off guard by her reaction. 'That bad?' What? Why did she look like he'd told her she had three heads? Wait, wouldn't she know if she had three heads? This analogy is flying off the handle. Yarne dismisses it, hands raising defensively.
"N-No, I just meant--" he makes a quick gesture to his ears, lifting them before letting them flop back in place. "I guess I wasn't expecting to find someone like you--er, like me." not that it really mattered anymore, but he still took some comfort in it. His world was a place occupied with humans and everything that wasn't him. He didn't expect to feel at home here either, but it was a start. He'd already met two of his friends, and he was safe for the time being.
She goes on to explain, and he flinches at the sound of the snap. Seeing his face....he'd seen it in mirrors, but looking so horrified, captured in a still--man, he really did look like a loser! How was he supposed to handle that!
Shaking his head, he crosses his arms and has to look away. No need to let her see how embarrassed he was.
"So it's like magic, freezing a portrait in that tiny box?" if he weren't still so mortified he'd be able to better express some awe.