Ritsuka felt a bit like a petulant child at the moment, biding desperately for attention and being pushed aside so 'the grownups' could talk. But he wasn't a child. No more then Soubi was.

He hooked his coat to hang over his carrier bag, riffling through and pulling out his camera, which he flipped through silently for a moment before holding it out to Spock, the screen showing the strip mall Soubi had suggested. He kept his head bowed slightly, but was determined not to pout or sulk. He would help how he could.