You keep blinking. One eye. You keep blinking one eye.
[He probably just has a foreign object in it. That's as much as she can guess. She would ask if he felt something in his eye, but now she's distracted by his next statement, one that makes her frown.]
I'm not an it. And of course I can talk.
[Sir, don't be rude or else she won't call the Chansey nurses for you.]
Because you're using your gear. And there's a camera?
[The end of that sentences lilts upwards because to be perfectly honest, Sasha doesn't exactly know how the 'gear works, much less how cameras do. Science and technology is beyond her. All she knows is that they just do and asking questions leads to confusion.]
no subject
[He probably just has a foreign object in it. That's as much as she can guess. She would ask if he felt something in his eye, but now she's distracted by his next statement, one that makes her frown.]
I'm not an it. And of course I can talk.
[Sir, don't be rude or else she won't call the Chansey nurses for you.]
Because you're using your gear. And there's a camera?
[The end of that sentences lilts upwards because to be perfectly honest, Sasha doesn't exactly know how the 'gear works, much less how cameras do. Science and technology is beyond her. All she knows is that they just do and asking questions leads to confusion.]