The moment Nix stood up, Blythe knew she had been sorely mistaken about his height and felt a wave of embarrassment. From the way he sounded, though, even in his gruff conversation, there was a lilt to his voice she would not have grasped in the journals. That, and his aura, settled her doubts of him.
"Yes, yes, I am blind, but I am able to 'see' through my Third Eye." she didn't want to divulge too deeply. After all, he hadn't asked her life story. However, she did offer out her hand. "It is nice to meet you."