"It was a joke," Megan said with a laugh. "A lame attempt at a pick-up line." She explored Emily's face and body a bit more. Emily hadn't asked her to stop after all. "No, I was born in darkness," she said, with a bit of intentional overdramaticness in her voice. "Optic nerve hypoplasia is what they called it. The nerve is too small for anything to get through to my brain." She felt Emily's neck and shoulders. Boy, she was tense, which was understandable under the current conditions. "Turn around," she said. Emily could use a massage.