Aria was having a hard time standing. Her focus was wavering as she heard someone new approach. She opened her eyes to see who it was and was greeted by a an increase in the throbbing in her head. She couldn't make out what the two were talking about, her disorientation distracting her as it was. She groaned and she could feel her knees quivering but she managed to stay upright, blinking rapidly in order to try to adjust her vision again. After a moment her head began to clear a little and she could hear one of them asking her a question, but still couldn't quite make it out. She shook her head once, gently. "I'm sorry, what?" she asked, looking back at the man that had addressed her. She could make out his features better now, though they were still nothing but light.<br/><br/>"I asked if you can see how many fingers I'm holding up," the man asked her in a patient, but hurried voice.<br/><br/>Aria looked at his hand. She could see the distinction between his fingers clearly enough, though it was still a bit fuzzy, as if viewed on an old television screen.  "Three. I can see, but it's not like I could before." she was calming down now, but she could still feel the panic gnawing at her. She was breathing too quickly, and had to check herself. "I m-mean I can still see you clearly, but almost everything else is dark, just some bright points, like stars, and I can see some other people but that's it. No colors either."