I WILL CARRY HELL TO YOUR DOORSTEP - open, joining

henri didn't flinch this time, and relaxed as he smelled her. she smelled nice, and carried a sweet scent with her. she sounded young, innocent, especially as she asked him about his condition. he didn't really like announcing it every where he went- he was more than his disability, he thought, and if he just announced it to everybody that would seem like his only trait. however, he was more than happy to tell people if they asked. he glanced over to dimitri. "i need them sometimes. you see, my eyes are really sensitive."

he pushed his sunglasses to his forehead and opened his eyes, revealing his grey and clouded-over eyes, dull and dead. "i'm completely blind. i can't see shit," he grinned, then laughed. "don't worry about it. i'm an adult, i've lived with this my entire life, i'm just a slow walker. i have to kind of shuffle along when i'm going to new places." he left the sunglasses off and his eyes open, as it was night and the sun couldn't bother his eyes here. "it's such a pleasure to meet you though, miss atbash!"