Seeing the wind.

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He didn't really listen to her words, and instead streamed her thoughts for exactly what it looked like. It was lovely. He smiled a little wider when she apologized, his dimples coming out to give him a very boyish look. The smile was fleeting though, and his face soon returned to it's mild expression. "Don't worry. I have a very good immagination." he said, still in his calm, same toned words.

He dipped his head in an accepting nodd. "I've never been afraid of sight things, but I guess it makes sense, since I can't see how far down it is..." he shrugged, catching the wayward scarf end a second before it whipped Miz in the face. Then he grabbed both ends, and tied them in a knot behind him to keep the scarf from going insane.
 
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"Don't worry. I have a very good immagination."

Misery nodded after he said that. "Oh, alright then," she said to him. Well, she kind of felt like an idiot now for some reason, but she was still glad that he hadn't been too upset with her horrible description. She still hadn't realized that he had gone into her mind. "Imagination's are good. I've kind of grown out of mine, though, if that makes sense." She laughed softly. It was odd that someone as lighthearted as herself wasn't too creative anymore, but oh, well. She couldn't exactly change that.

"I've never been afraid of sight things, but I guess it makes sense, since I can't see how far down it is..."

The young woman didn't even get a chance to reply before his scarf was blown toward her. She blinked, then closed her eyes tightly, knowing that it was coming too fact for her to get out of the way and preparing for impact. However, when she didn't feel it, she opened a cautious hazel eye, relaxing a bit when he tie the scarf behind him. "That thing could be a weapon!" she said, laughing softly after she spoke, half serious and half joking.
 
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Kane allowed his amusement to crack his exterior, and he grinned at her, showing very straight, white teeth, the two boyish dimples coming out on either side of his mouth. "You have no idea." he said, a small somthing that could almost be a chuckle accompanying his words. It was his weapon, but he didn't say that. He just let her decide what that little comment had meant.

"So, Miz, Tell me something I don't know." he stated simply, pulling out of her mind for a moment, closing his off from hers. He had the ability to do it, but he rather liked keeping an open mind. Literally. He ran a hair through his almost white hair as he waited for her to answer, more as a motion to waste time, than anything.
 
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