He digs into the bag hanging off the side and pulls it out with a little bit of a wiggle. For a kid that grew up only in her world with possibly little to no education, or at least he can assume her life has been slightly different than most, she probably doesn't understand at all. He holds it out for her to take if she wants and leans down to look at her camera.

"In my world, a 'camera' was a medium sized box you would expose to light. It had no buttons or contraptions. You removed the cap, stood still, then put it back on and developed it later. Sometimes powder and ignition would cause a flash to brighten the area.