Nathaniel felt her fear. It is what woke him. He sits up. Searching for movements or actions. Standing up and listened. The sound would bring his sight. His eyes uncovered and showed the blue steel hues covered in a white haze. He walked around. Trying to find what was the source. He heard movement. Rushing and gets their in time to see by vibration her jump out of the doll house. Her shriek of pain and agony guided him. He ran and dove. Hands out to catch the fair. He landed on his back. Hands up and together to catch her. He lets out a sigh of relief. "Your safe little fairy. Your safe. I got you." He says. His voice gentle and soothing. He sits up. Holding her in one hand to reach around. Pushing up and stands. Holding her in two hands again.<br/><br/>He moved a finger to soothingly stroke her hair. "What is your name little one?" He asks warmly. Setting her on the bed gently and tenderly. Careful not to jar her. He couldn't see her. "My name is Nathaniel. You and I...as far as life spans go...aren't that different." He says. "We are both immortals." He gets her a porcelian tea cup filled with what for him would be a few drops of cold tea. He put it on the tiny table. Pulling out the little chair for her. "Please...come sit. Are you hungry?" He asks. His gaze turned her way fully though it was clear he was blind. "You make very little movements. I can see you as outlines...if there is no vibrations to cause the ripples in the air. It is day time. Come night I can see you again. When night comes I will tend to your wings again." He says. Taking a tiny capsul of pain medicine. Putting the tiny capsul on the table. "Take this. It will ease your pain. It is called tylenol but it is made by a fae friend of mine for fae of the smaller races." He smiles at her. Most of the time his gaze ever settling on her.