Mery and Nicolas

The young man froze for a moment. He had tried to hide it, but she had obviously noticed. Oh, well, what was the sense in lying to her? He hated lying and was bad at it, so there was no point in doing so. "Yeah..." Nicolas replied in the same soft tone. "But it's ok. Like I said, I can't feel anything." He smiled, and started walking again toward the balcony.

Nicolas quickly opened the doors to the balcony, and stepped outside into the night air. It wasn't that cold, which was good, since he hadn't brought a coat and he didn't think Mery had either. He waited for her, unsure if he should leave the doors open her closed and guessing she would say something, but not knowing if she would.

"So..." he began, trying to think of something to say.

Nicolas looked up at the sky as well, and slowly shook his head after a few moments. "Not really," he said. "The moon's bright and the stars are too, there's barely any clouds." He smiled somewhat. He wished she could see it, and wondered if she was permanently blind. It was most likely she was... but he would never ask. It would be rude to do so, in his opinion.

"Just a few," Nicolas answered. The sky may have been cloudless, but it seemed like there weren't as stars out tonight as there usually were. He noticed her touch the scar on her forehead, and the question popped out of his mouth before he could stop it. "Wha — " He quickly started fake coughing, just to cover up the fact he had been about to ask her what it was. He didn't think it would be a good idea to do so.

Nicolas slowed and quieted his coughing, then stopped altogether when he saw that smile on her face. She had been ten? He was guessing that was when she went blind. The golden-eyed boy nodding his head, since it seemed she had more to tell. However, realizing she couldn't see that, supposed he had to speak. "Go on...."