“You don't need to force yourself to use honorifics with me. I don't really mind things like that. Plus it's easier that way, right?” Cater said and smiled at you. Then he took the phone from his pocket and pointed the lens at you. “Okay, pose! …Aw, man! It came out blurry. Can I take one more? I want to post it on Magicam.” He deftly justified himself in order to take more of your photos, and maybe later with you a selfie.