"Just Eric would do, Hillary-sshi," he shrugged. The man was never fond of formalities as most would have realised soon enough. Chuckling at her words, Eric nodded slightly, hands tucked into the pockets of his jeans, "if cameras isn’t enough to ignite a certain emotion within me, than I believe I would have wasted years in this career. So you’re an art student, then?" The man stepped to the side, avoiding a collision with someone and kept to it with the sudden human traffic, making sure to keep pace with the girl. “I won’t consider it noble - it’s nice at times, but I’m sure your seniors would have warned you, it’s not something that will earn you the bucks.” The man laughed, shoulders shrugging and stepped in line again, humming. It’s something he’s learned from experience, and while many of his peers had taken a liking to that path, Eric preferred earning some stability before embarking on the journey of freelancing. Like what he’s doing nowadays. "That’s pretty new to town then. I live about…a 2 hours train ride from home? Not all that far, but I’ll admit, this isn’t a place I visit often."
“All right, only Eric.” It wasn’t easy for Hillary to address him simply with the given name. She was directed to, and used to be formal with people around his age. Actually, the young female didn’t know how old he might be, but the first impression he gave was enough for her to be proper around him; as much as possible, composed and serene. Hillary nodded to his additional comment and smiled behind her palm, the beep alarmed both individuals, including the other pedestrians waiting for a minute now, to cross the street. “Yes, I’m a fine arts student to be exact. Also, I’ve been told about that.” She responded with a meaningful sigh that the male probably know so well. “I’ve known several artists receiving public recognition only after they left this world. Sad huh?” She remained focused on crossing the road while saying this. “But it’s not the wealth and fame that matters all the time. I don’t know what will happen to me if I’d pursue that path when we’re in the generation where money solves mostly everything and anything. But I want to inspire people to see the world the other way around.” She then smiled. “Yup, I’m pretty much new, but not so much. I’m always on the streets and I’m already getting familiar with every building and known areas. And two hours? Woah, I can say that’s far, but I bet you’d love that vintage store – might see you often by then.”