Yancey's grin goes broad and sort of apologetic at the mention of a run-in with one of the twins. Still, he knows his sisters. Even if they are both evil in a Children of the Corn kind of way.

"Now, if it'd been anything else? Then I'd be suspicious of her advice. But Beans knows what she's talking about when it comes to pictures, Lach," he tilts his head to the side, hands back to moving about animatedly as he speaks. There's obvious fondness for his family in his warning. "Not photography, though."

He pauses, one hand hesitating before reaching out, across the gaps between the beds. "Mind if I take a look? Not that I have an eye for that stuff at all."