Elaine had listened to the footsteps before he spoke to know she got company. She perceived him and recognized him from the boards. Anakin Solo. She had given him directions to join Angel Investigations. How many she communicated trough the forum and never met face to face? That was sad.
“Hey there,” she greeted while her head turned and her lips tugged up with a kind smile. Her eyes were unnaturally whitened, the unmistakable trait of the blind. “None at all, come and sit.” She whirled her head to the lighting horizon, patiently expecting the unavoidable sun.
“You are Anakin, aren’t you?” she asked without looking at him. It didn’t make a difference to her. Often she couldn’t shake the habit but to look at people, it was the polite thing to do. “We’ve talked before. I’m Elaine.”