From the corner of his eye (ATTN: Yildun)

His response only bred more questions. Koontz listened to his words carefully and patiently, though as soon as he finished, she asked, "Have you been blind since birth?" When he confirmed this, she continued. "Just tell me if I'm being rude but... how do you understand the concepts you've just described? You used many words to describe visibility: lights, night, dark, shining, brightly..."

She paused, pursing her lips as she plumed her own thoughts. "It's just that I don't understand how it's possible for you to even begin to comprehend what any of those things means. I mean, how do you even know when it's day or night?" she pressed wonderingly. "Sighted wolves can tell the difference when their eyes are closed, because they can see the light shining through their eyelids. You don't even have that, do you?"

Just then, Koontz realized her curiosity had run away with her, that she was speaking rapidly and barely giving Yildun a chance to process one question before proceeding with the next one. "I'm sorry, I'm being incredibly rude. My apologies, Yildun," she said and then fell silent, her curiosity burning (brightly, she mused). She hoped he would try to answer her, as Koontz now felt much more interested—and invested—in the subject.