[Without a word, Cam opens the application and there, on the screen, the familiar question:]
Who do you want to see?
[Steeling himself and praying to-- to anything listening for something happy, for something good, Cam swallows down his indecision and fear and, very softly:] ...Maya.
[The D-Terminal springs to life automatically, and a young, pretty blond sits at a mini-bar with two other kids her age, one male and one female, watching something intently, though relaxed. Another kid, not seen, sings in the background, and Cam instantly knows the moment, the memory.
Maya.
The boy with Maya turns, and he smiles.] Cheesy!
[Maya turns just as Cam's own voice comes from the D-Terminal.] Room for one more? [He's casual, he's smiling, but he's not the focus, she is, and her surprised, confused, and almost a little worried face.]
Cam.
And he keeps his hands still, because all of a sudden he's registering that he's hearing her voice and he can't move.]
[action]
Who do you want to see?
[Steeling himself and praying to-- to anything listening for something happy, for something good, Cam swallows down his indecision and fear and, very softly:] ...Maya.
[The D-Terminal springs to life automatically, and a young, pretty blond sits at a mini-bar with two other kids her age, one male and one female, watching something intently, though relaxed. Another kid, not seen, sings in the background, and Cam instantly knows the moment, the memory.
Maya.
The boy with Maya turns, and he smiles.] Cheesy!
[Maya turns just as Cam's own voice comes from the D-Terminal.] Room for one more? [He's casual, he's smiling, but he's not the focus, she is, and her surprised, confused, and almost a little worried face.]
Cam.
And he keeps his hands still, because all of a sudden he's registering that he's hearing her voice and he can't move.]