She tilted her head to his words. Just another day? She paused, he was normally like this. She would move towards him a bit more stopping about five or six feet away. She looked in his direction past the bandages, she couldn’t see him no matter how hard she tried. His voice was always filled with a certain darkness she couldn’t place, and when one is in a world of darkness that’s what she knew best. She looked to the ground as he growled to her.<br/><br/>“I-I just smelled blood, and got worried…” she spoke quietly, her hair covering her eyes and she sighed; as if trying to breath out any tension that had worked its way within her bones and organs, exhaling his tone and she looked up and smiled to him. “Well, I hope whoever got hurt is feeling better.” She spoke and would move next to him, her cane swaying back and forth gently as she found her way to the railing, resting one hand gently over it.<br/><br/>She could feel the strong gusts of air pushing back her hair, and the warmth intensify as the sun rose higher and higher into the sky. She’d tilt her head back as she stared above her, obviously staring into nothing. He would be able to tell that she had wanted to tell him something. He would have known the blind woman well enough to know her tells: her fingers gently tapping against the wood of the railing. Her lips pursuing and her teeth biting down softly on her bottom lip.<br/><br/>“Uli-sama..”<br/><br/>And it would begin, Hikari always had a hard time asking stuff from anyone, but especially Uli-sama, the person who practically saved her from a hard and short life. Her fingernails would move to scratch softly at the wood then go back to tapping. She hadn’t liked the feeling of wood against her nails, she always enjoyed the slight earthy scent the wood in the railing had given. She gave another soft sigh. “I wish to experience the world. “ she spoke ever so softly, as if afraid the words could drop and crash into a thousand pieces of gibberish. She had always been a curious woman, it would make sense. She looked down.<br/><br/>“I know someone… like<span style="font-style: italic">me</span>… would survive long, I know that much…” she laughed at herself shaking her head. “I was hoping, you’d come… it wouldn’t be long, I’d probably even be frightened of the new world.” And then the rambling would always start.