By the time she had her camera in hand, Isaac had finally started speaking.  Vivio just nodded in acknowledgment of his words and then returned her attention to her camera.  She peered through the lens and then adjusted it, testing to see which view she liked best.  She was still playing with it as she started following her classmate down the path but stopped when the other teenager spoke up again.<br/><br/><span style="color: deepskyblue"> “Hmm, I don’t think I’m really dressed to walk off the paths.”</span>She commented, tapping the tips of her sneakers on the ground.<span style="color: deepskyblue">“Sorry, if I’d known, I would have worn long pants but between the heat and since I thought we’d be on the paths..”</span>She trailed off with a shrug; she didn’t really fancy walking through the underbrush and letting her calves get all scratched.<span style="color: deepskyblie">“Forest and city scenes actually, not suburbia.”</span>She considered explaining her motivations—the TIME article she had read, the mudslide in the USA that had underscored to her how fragile humans were, and the city’s proposal to expand housing into the mountains—but decided against it.  It was none of his business.  Instead, the blond smiled and let the silence drag on for a moment longer than comfortable, staring back into grey-white eyes.<span style="color: deepskyblue"> “If you want though, we could add in suburbia pictures too, but suburbia seems more like the transition between city and nature to me.  I think we might lose some of the impact of contrasting the two.”</span><br/><br/>She circled around her still companion and looked down the path instead.  It looked to wind its way into the trees, no forks in sight.<span style="color: deepskyblue"> “Let’s just follow the path, unless there’s somewhere you really think would be a good setting?”</span>She was already walking forward even before the question was out of her mouth, camera to her eye.<span style="font-style: italic">Snap. Snap.</span>The best part of digital cameras was she didn’t have to worry about film.  Spinning around to face her classmate, Vivio snapped off another picture.  They were close enough to the entrance that the sun’s fading light was still visible, casting half of Isaac’s face in shadow and illuminating the other half.  Her head tilted to one side in contemplation, lowered her camera from her eye, and snapped off another few photos for no good reason.