"Ironically being betrayed was the way we started trusting in each other. Helped having an honest man calling the shots," he replied as he leaned forward to set the glass on the edge of the desk. Eliot had the same reservations. He didn't trust just anyone and being in an LA where actual Evil ran rampant, that just made it harder.
An eyebrow arched at the question. "Lose my sight?" he echoed and shook his head. "No, I've been seeing as well as I always see." Strange and out of the blue, his mind could only reach a few conclusions. Either Nate had gone blind or been around someone who had.