Redsand Canyon It's been drug through the mud

He was blunt as hell. Milky. She’d sorted out by now that something about her eyes was different in a way that allowed others to tell, but never what. Even that descriptor didn’t tell her much, but it gave her something. She’d never really bothered to ask.

I can see fine. She directed a sardonic smile at him. Her eyes still weren’t focused entirely, but her face was turned directly towards his voice. I just don’t need eyes to do it. The cliffs made Mereo a harder place to live, but the canyon itself was relatively flat and clear. It hadn’t taken nearly as long as she’d thought it would to learn it, and between her memory and her sense of the things around her, moving through it was barely a challenge.

If it helps your brain, just assume that I can see the future. She couldn’t help it.