Even if it didn't survive, she still wanted to do her project and take photographs. It gave her something to focus on that was constructive, rather than just stay in her room brooding. At least he wasn't poo-poo'ing the idea outright.

Eventually she uncrossed her arms, shrugging and offering a small smile in Santa's direction. "Besides, even if no one would be comfy with me photographing them, I don't think you'll find anyone else who's able to develop the pics. For your calendar."