come a little closer
Fayelon bit her lip, trying as best she could to hold back a scorching laugh that brewed deep inside her pit. This woman was indeed distressed and as much as she hates to admit it - it was quite obvious the level of irritation she was at. It seemed to the ebony fae that this phantom was a newly acquainted blind, meaning the injury to cause her blindness was something recent.. just by the way she was acting about the whole thing. Faye would know, her grandmother was blind due to a fatal accident. Once her oblivious skeptical chuckle deflated she inhaled sharply before plummeting verses at the ghostly white casanova, Miss, I'm not stupid. I know your blind and that you are in fact, distressed. Whether you 'd like to admit it or not, you are.
Her onyx appeal seethed a little as she became aggravated by the woman's stubborn accusations. If she'd just give in to the fact that people will eventually grasp the idea that she is blind, than this situation would be so much easier. But no, she had to be complicated. Sighing heavily, Fayelon took the time to think things through before preaching tot he older woman. Once she had everything sorted through her mind her chambers flew open, breathing life to her buzzing auricles with her Greek accent. Lady I'm not here to harm you, if that is what you are wondering. And how can I tell? Hmm, let's see your eyes.. they are no pupils. And in most cases, well actually, all cases, that means the person is blind. Let me ask you this.. Was it recent? Or were you born with this defect?
Speech