"I see. And...does Timcampy talk? Err, eat?" He didn't mean to ask so many questions, but the concept of a living creature that could record things was far too intriguing to pass up. At the very least, their little walk was making leeway, passing a fork on the road that led to the mountains.

"Are you saying you can't control when it starts taking events down? Timcampy does it on its own accord?"