[It seems someone has wandered up behind him as he's examining one of those fancy gadgets, quiet but not with any actual sort of effort put into it. It's not sneaking so much as it is a casual sort of subtlety, and it's a moment or two before someone - a girl, and probably a familiar one, at that - says,]
It's fascinating, isn't it? How many different things there are.
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It's fascinating, isn't it? How many different things there are.