"I'm not blind to what I just said." Clearly a jab at her blindness, or maybe the fae was simply fishing and hoping she'd either confirm or deny it. If the stranger was she was going to be waiting awhile. Sabine doubted the choice of words was a coincidence.
”Ah,” she said in mock thoughtfulness, ”You're not, huh?” Sabine paused a beat, then, ”So just stupid then?” It wasn't everyday she was accosted by a lippy stranger. May as well make it interesting.
Nose twitching, Sabine drew in silent huffs in the hopes of taking in the fae's scent and piecing together what exactly stood before her. Much could be learned from it. Many of the subtle quirks that made an individual unique could be gleaned in this manner, although Sab knew that despite her efforts there were many pieces she would be (pardon the pun) blind to regardless of how well she sniffed out the stranger.
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