"It's..." She hums softly. "Probably about as useful as anything else, I figure." her voice has a sort of perpetual pinched sound to it, accented, definitely British. "Maybe even doubly so for me, honestly." She smirks. She hates the hinderance, especially in a place as unfamiliar as Mathias, wherever the bloody hell it even might be.
"You had quite a lot to get through, you must be one of the longer-standing lot in the bunch, yeah?" That's good, she'll know more than some of the newer folks. "Lot of the things all of you were talking about hit so many warning buttons for shit I was dealing with at home, there's several things I want to touch on with you, but let's start with that door, and the spiral-- can you trace it for me?" She holds out her hand, palm up. It may not be the most perfect system, but it's the best she's got. She wasn't always blind after all, she can picture the image in her mind even if she can't physically see it. "Was there anything significant about it? Sharp edges, jagged lines, anything like that?"
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"You had quite a lot to get through, you must be one of the longer-standing lot in the bunch, yeah?" That's good, she'll know more than some of the newer folks. "Lot of the things all of you were talking about hit so many warning buttons for shit I was dealing with at home, there's several things I want to touch on with you, but let's start with that door, and the spiral-- can you trace it for me?" She holds out her hand, palm up. It may not be the most perfect system, but it's the best she's got. She wasn't always blind after all, she can picture the image in her mind even if she can't physically see it. "Was there anything significant about it? Sharp edges, jagged lines, anything like that?"