i was quiet, but i was not blind
You watch as he approaches, your large blue eyes taking him in with a silent scrutiny. Continuing to make notes now that he is closer, you pause as he addresses you. "Greeting." You reply. Not greetings, just the verb itself. As he asks if you're okay, you nod your head once. This bit of movement causes some of the stone and mud to fall away from you, though you hardly mind it one way or another. You have had this magic since you were born, and having things constantly grow on you is something you almost don't notice anymore.
"Yes." You acknowledge, your voice perfectly articulate but also entirely without emotion as well.
"Yes." You acknowledge, your voice perfectly articulate but also entirely without emotion as well.
OIA'I'O
