[ Dimitri is fascinated. He takes the glossy photo carefully and holds it between his fingers, tentatively feeling the surface. It's... reflective. Some kind of film? Not glass, certainly. He's still puzzling over it when he replies. ]
That's... fascinating. If I didn't know better, I'd say it was magic.
[ Although a part of him still thinks of it as such. ]
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That's... fascinating. If I didn't know better, I'd say it was magic.
[ Although a part of him still thinks of it as such. ]