Black Morass Idealism sits prison

Hah! Alright, she didn't mind this guy.  Fennec, but you can call me Lil Sauce so long as I can call you Pips, she agreed, grinning a little impishly.  His tone was joking in a good way, not a bad way.  There was no trace of any hesitation either, which she appreciated.  Sometimes meeting people got a little old because there was always that moment they found out she couldn't see.

What are you doing, patrolling? She asked, though after a second realized she probably shouldn't have shown her cards like that.  If they weren't anywhere near the border the question wouldn't make sense.