[Things get stranger and stranger. Claire's a little startled herself by the flash, but it's all relative now with the technology in the city. Photographs? It takes a moment, brain catching up to her eyes.]
None of those are mine. What makes you think they're yours?
[Strange, to have a flash and then seemingly random photos appear. But perhaps not so random if he can claim them.]
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None of those are mine. What makes you think they're yours?
[Strange, to have a flash and then seemingly random photos appear. But perhaps not so random if he can claim them.]