"What about toeprints?"

"We don't take those unless a customer doesn't have hands. Feet are usually not as clean as hands or as convenient to put on readers!"

"Would be as con-venient for me, since I'm climbing round lots."

"I said usually; this is my first time opening an account for an amalien."

"Lucien doesn't have one?"

"- I don't know who that is or if they do? I didn't handle it if so."

"Lucien is an amaline who lives with Amentans. I sorta think it's nice for him to have friends who are like him in ways lots of amaliens aren't."

"Okay, but - fingerprints and not toeprints is our standard."

"Okay!"

So Fika can get set up with her account.

Which Fika does. Before she leaves she asks the pho-to-grapher whether he starts his day everyday at the same place she met him.

"Nope, I'm all over the place, why?"

"In case I wanted to do photos with you again!"

"Oh, well, do you have a pocket everything?"

"Nope!"

"Then I'm not sure how you'll find me, but if you get one and then do happen to find me again, we can exchange messaging information. I suppose I could give you mine now for in case you get one later."

"That sounds good."

Fika holds out her hand for his everything.

"- my information, not my everything."

"Oh. You can tell me that and I'll member it 'ventually, but maybe you could write it down for me 'stead?"

"Sure -" The bank has some paper and he can scribble it down.

Fika can't read it but hopefully that doesn't matter.

No one is going to ask her to read it out loud right now. She, the bank, and the photographer can part ways.

"And then I took one where he looked like this!" Fika says, demonstrating for Kota some time later.

"Well how'd it come out, can I see it?"

"I don't have it. Maybe could ask him?"

Fika shows the paper she was given.