Unseen, Pree grimaced. "Why must children's rhymes be so very creepy? Never fret; I have a plunger right here and I'll defend you from any mice, blind or otherwise."
The joke fell entirely flat. For good reason. "Any sign that it's fading at all?" he asked, referring to Dieter's own sudden onset blindness. There were weapons back in the J that could achieve this, some that had even passed through Pree's hands, but from what Dieter had said here it was more a matter of magic. Completely out of Pree's wheelhouse. Therefore, all he could do was fret.