[Raven contemplates sitting down next to Max, but stands close by her knee instead and leans somewhat forward. She brushes aside her hair, fingers coasting over Max's temples as she studies the woman's eyes.] Not even shapes? You can't see... my hand at all?
[She waves her fingertips in front of Max's eyes. Her own are intent on watching the woman's response, somewhat transfixed on her face. She swallows hard again, the room's hotter than the hallway. She loosens her scarf from around her neck and sets it on the bed. She can't take her eyes off Max while doing so.]