Blind Leading The Blind

Enzo, on the other hand, having been concentrating on the other's footsteps and voice as they were the only thing he was following, didn't hear the cat come running. He wound up tripping over it, sending the cat scampering off and himself, to hit the ground with an 'umph'. As he tripped however, the momentum sent his sunglasses clattering to the ground as well. Now on his hands and knees, both feeling stupid and a bit embarrassed, he went about feeling the ground for his sunglasses.

'Great...after practically calling this guy out for being blind and making a big deal about wanting to have a sighted person give him directions, I go and trip over a fucking cat!' He thought to himself, hands still groping the ground for his sunglasses in a frustrated manner. Already having this guy know he has gotten lost and now this, was just making him look more incompetent as a blind person and he felt almost inferior to the other to the other in a way. And where the hell were his sunglasses?! He could have sworn he heard them hit the ground over here. Though he usually wasn't one to 'loose his cool', he was easily becoming frustrated with himself over the situation.

Enzo only sat there dumbly, having slipped his sunglasses on after they were given to him. However, he was unresponsive to the offered hand, not seeing the gesture and instead, stared blankly at the other from behind his sunglasses. He didn't say anything for a long moment, trying to process what had just happened. This guy supposedly can't see and yet, he somehow knew where his sunglasses were...even if he had some sort of other power that helped him find his way around, how was that even possible?

"You aren't really blind, are you?" He questioned, confused and a bit suspicious, as he stood up on his own, ignoring the vocal offering for help as well.

"So you aren't really blind." Enzo insisted, shoving his hands into his pockets and keeping turned toward the other's general direction. Light, dark, lines, color...none of it made sense to Enzo and held no meaning to him; he's heard all of the terms before and some on a daily basis but no matter how someone has tried to explain it to him, he's never understood it. All that really stood out was the fact that this guy could apparently see all that and yet was still claiming to be blind. It didn't make sense to him.

"I still don't understand..." Enzo scratched at the back of his neck in thought. What did he even mean by 'the lines get blurry'? Blurry...that was another one of those sighted words he could never understand. He knew it was typically used as a negative word and whatever it was, it made sight more difficult. Still though...if things can be blurry for normally sighted people, how did this guys sight being blurry make him any different? And didn't some people's sight work better then others anyway? So, why did it matter that he couldn't see the small things? If he could see at all...then wasn't he still sighted? He was severely confused; the whole concept of sight was confusing and it almost made him glad he didn't have it...he didn't think he'd be able to keep it all straight, what with all these descriptive words he didn't understand.

"...I guess it is complicated." He agreed with a sigh, giving up on trying to wrap his mind around just what this guy was talking about. "I still don't think you're blind though...if you can see all that, if you can see at all...how can you consider yourself blind?" He questioned, trying to make sense of it. It seemed almost wrong in his mind, to claim that you are something when you could of when you're claiming you can't. Then again, he had no idea how sight actually worked and wasn't understanding the difference between Samael's power and normal sight.

"My name's Enzo." He gave himself an introduction with a sigh, his Italian accent thicker as he said his name. "And I don't get any input from my eyes; I can't even tell night from day, if that's what you were asking." He pointed out, knowing that some blind people could tell light from dark and some had varying degrees of very small amounts of sight...but he still didn't think having all of what Samael described could still be considered blind.