Toska's slow to move to take the photograph when it's held out. It's surprising that anyone would give him anything, especially something as delicate as a piece of paper, so there's the inevitable puzzled look that he gives both Sonia and the picture. Oh, sure, his smile never really fades, it just becomes a slightly confused smile.

He does eventually, though, reaching out to take the opposite edges of it carefully. His fingers end in claws, not nails, and he doesn't want to accidentally tear anything.

"Really? But I thought these were for someone else."