I feel bordom or depression when I look at this photo of Nadar. I see he is about to fall asleep or he's not in a good mood. I hear him sigh and groan at times like he wants to go back to sleep. I smell his breath when Nadar takes deep sighs out. I taste the dirty air from outside because the window was open.

I see Talbot is at peace, even sheding a smile while he is asleep. I feel he is relaxed and comfertable while asleep. I hear him snore at times and hear him move around at times. I smell the perfume he put on to smell good. I taste the dry air circleing in the room.