[A veteran yapper himself, Goodsir could relate to the urge. But so often the desire to make something less uncomfortable backfires, and so often noise ruins the small moments of connection that only occur in silence. He's learned that.
Tim can be trusted with such moments, he thinks.]
Oh, I do think you'd love it. It's stunning in pictures, but to see it in person is miraculous.
[Now it's Goodsir's turn to look. As he does his face breaks open in a delighted smile once more.]
Oh, how marvelous!
[The most endearing thing (or the most cringe-inducing, depending on your perspective) about Harry Goodsir is that his enthusiasm is entirely unfeigned. Every technological advancement is marvelous, every social one capital, every new art or entertainment positively fascinating. Tim's photo of a ladybird captures his entire attention.]
You can see everything! How terribly clever to create such lenses...
They sometimes overwinter in walls, you know. The, ah. Beetles. Not the the lenses.
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Date: 2025-04-07 05:37 am (UTC)Tim can be trusted with such moments, he thinks.]
Oh, I do think you'd love it. It's stunning in pictures, but to see it in person is miraculous.
[Now it's Goodsir's turn to look. As he does his face breaks open in a delighted smile once more.]
Oh, how marvelous!
[The most endearing thing (or the most cringe-inducing, depending on your perspective) about Harry Goodsir is that his enthusiasm is entirely unfeigned. Every technological advancement is marvelous, every social one capital, every new art or entertainment positively fascinating. Tim's photo of a ladybird captures his entire attention.]
You can see everything! How terribly clever to create such lenses...
They sometimes overwinter in walls, you know. The, ah. Beetles. Not the the lenses.