HE’S A REAL NO WHERE MAN [p]

henri feigned surprise. "oh! sorry, the door was open... i think. i didn't even know there was a door," he answered, shifting his weight, tilting his head. he had just walked through, after all, so he reasoned the door was open. of course, he was in foreign territory now. not really, as he was still in snowbound, but this was an area that henri hadn't mapped out in his head. "but i'll be sure to knock next time!" what the hell was knocking? henri narrowed his useless eyes in thought but couldn't come up with a reason.

"reading's nice, huh?" he asked, the grin returning to his face. of course, henri couldn't read traditional texts. he could read braille, though, and he owned plenty books in braille back at the church. he hadn't brought any of them with him. "say, uh... i'm just curious about your personality thing. i think there's a name for it- do you want to talk about it?" he asked kindly, batting his eyelashes.