@crowtongued cont.
Protem hums thoughtfully, a small smile - barely noticeable, but noticeable nonetheless - graces his pale features. He tucks a strand of white hair behind his ear, unseeing eyes cracking open.
"So many people have speculated over the course of history... but you know that as fact a little better than some, yes?"
The way he speaks is eerily certain of his words, entirely relaxed about it as though such a conversation was a daily occurrence, no stranger than discussing the weather.
It doesn't take much to tell that the man before him can't see. But that doesn't mean he's to be taken lightly. He's a Gifted, he can tell that much, but he's not quite sure what it is yet. He takes a few steps closer before tilting his head, wavy locks brushing over his shoulder. He... didn't shoo him away.
It wasn't every day he came across someone that just accepted that he knew something. Especially something that would sound so absurd to normal people. "You've seen them too, haven't you? That's why you know that I know. Otherwise, you would call me a lunatic and that'd be the end of the discussion." Some of that childlike wonder kicks in and he moves a little closer.
"How many have you seen? If you don't mind me asking, that is."
