Perhaps her feelings had been right, the instinct that came to her when meeting him wasn’t a lie. Though her mother had said that nothing would happen to them Mati had felt something strongly opposing the situation. She trusted her mother with her heart and mind, but her gut had twisted and warmed her against it. Onus’ warning made the feeling definite, and even gave her permission to be against seeing him again. Even if she was asked to told to do so.
Have given him a small nod to answer his question she sat quietly to listen, though he had little else to say about the beauty that the city lacked and her home possessed. Eyes ventured back to his face, the veil over his eyes kept her from seeing what hid behind his features. She had come accustomed to the ability to see into another eyes, even if they just had one, and had begun to read the emotions that pooled within them. With an exhale she spoke again with a voice that was neither judgmental or condescending, Do you have eyes, under there? The last two words were matched with a small tip of her nose towards his eye wrap. She was truly curious, and till this point he had been tolerant of her questions so she hoped he could stand just a few more.
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