[This time, it's a C. Okay, this one he can work with. Now to think of something interesting... he brings a hand over his chin.

Hmm, hmm... He opens his eyes with the light of an idea. Here's something.]

"Camera." I've never particularly liked having my picture taken. [Is there a theme emerging here, perhaps, with the way he's talking about himself? He reminisces with a faint smile:] My father wanted to take one for every occasion, which is probably why I resisted it so much to begin with.