Firefly Glen xix. still with eyes meeting

She found the question a bit odd, something about it nagging at her until she took a few steps forward -- squinting slightly at what she had thought was a pale gaze. With a blink, she quickly realized the woman was blind. "Sorta," she murmured, sitting on her haunches -- knowing better than to say anything about it. It wasn't as if she was tiptoeing around the fact that the she-wolf was blind, it was just obvious that she was, so why make a big deal about it? Fennec seemed to manage fine and Aiwë knew if she were blind she wouldn't want people making a fuss.

"This part of the Glen seems mostly untouched but the southeastern part of the forest has been destroyed by the falling star. Some places seem pretty dangerous." A subtle warning. She thought to offer to walk with the woman through the wooded grotto, accompanying her as she refamiliarized herself with the damaged terrain -- acting as her eyes and keeping her from accidentally wandering into a pit or upsetting a pile of broken stone and crushing herself. But she wasn't sure how comfortable the stranger might be with her suggestion so she kept it to herself for the time being. "I'm Lótë, by the way."