"Oh yeah!" Shen Qingqiu turns back to his notebook. He'd been distracted by imagining Nightingale with a tiny little dog, tucked under his arm. Doing like, celebrity photoshoots--maybe in dramatic black & white, the wind stirring his hair. If he were gay back in the real world, Shen Qingqiu would buy magazines from the grocery store just for a photoshoot like that.

"Um--it's kind of a hobby. I've--there's this--" how does he explain Pokemon to someone from--whenever Nightingale is from?? Then again, Shen Qingqiu doesn't exactly look like a guy who knows what Pokemon are. He squints, a little. "Do you, like, know what a video game is?" he asks, just in case.