"Really? So if I were to ask some people - ones who don't have that little picture on their phones - they wouldn't know what I was talking about? Because they don't see the colors at all."
Claude looks thoughtful, pulling off one of his riding gloves and retrieving his phone from his pocket, tapping it with his thumb to look for the same picture. Sure enough, there it is. He taps on it, assuming that's what this boy means by 'clicking,' and oh boy that sure is a barrage of information he is being presented with.
"Wow," he says, squinting at the screen as he tries to parse all of it. There's a lot of people listed here if he looks at it as people of significance that he should be aware of, but if he thinks of it in terms of demographics, in a city this size it's actually very few. "Then, all the people listed here can see the colors and supernatural things, and do this with their phones?"
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Claude looks thoughtful, pulling off one of his riding gloves and retrieving his phone from his pocket, tapping it with his thumb to look for the same picture. Sure enough, there it is. He taps on it, assuming that's what this boy means by 'clicking,' and oh boy that sure is a barrage of information he is being presented with.
"Wow," he says, squinting at the screen as he tries to parse all of it. There's a lot of people listed here if he looks at it as people of significance that he should be aware of, but if he thinks of it in terms of demographics, in a city this size it's actually very few. "Then, all the people listed here can see the colors and supernatural things, and do this with their phones?"