Overture Downs damn, she left me on read

He sucks in a breath, feeling the fear melt from him inexplicably as the girl speaks. He hardly understands her question, but the sound of her voice is reassuring, somehow; this is just another girl. Like usual. He glances up toward her, gaze sweeping over her quickly before he meets her eyes. Small, brown, nondescript — nothing to be afraid of. It's fine, he's fine.
Uh, what was that? Sorry, He's still fairly embarrassed by his apparent blindness (lmao), though, and now he feels bad that he can't understand the girl past her chattering teeth. He glances past her for a moment, catching hints of another scent around her, but no one else is near. At least, not where he can see them.