[ His hands are almost flat over his eyes with how tightly he covers them, taking his time to breathe and hope his eyes can adjust. The brightest he's ever seen a sky is what amounts to dusk, with the artificial sun lighting the sky nearer the capital. He certainly didn't mean to startle anyone and though he doesn't look up, he answers, steady if a bit out of breath. His voice is deep and gentle. ]
I apologize, am I in the way? It's only... Ah, the sky is so bright. Like staring into a forge. I've never seen it this way.
[ Where are the stars? How does anyone find their way without landmarks? He won't admit it, but he's... scared. At least a little bit. He'll at least make an attempt to squint through his fingers to see this person who has so kindly stopped to ask after him. Purple eyes like his own? Is he also Albisian? ]
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I apologize, am I in the way? It's only... Ah, the sky is so bright. Like staring into a forge. I've never seen it this way.
[ Where are the stars? How does anyone find their way without landmarks? He won't admit it, but he's... scared. At least a little bit. He'll at least make an attempt to squint through his fingers to see this person who has so kindly stopped to ask after him. Purple eyes like his own? Is he also Albisian? ]