He'd been about to snap at her, she didn't have that perfect-smooth voice that the Erasers had, which just made him more suspicious, maybe they'd gotten better at making them. Before he could say anything, or even do anything but back himself into a more defensive stance, they were interrupted.
His brow furrowed, puzzled, more than anything at the moment, and this one definitely didn't smell like an Eraser. He was still on-guard though, even as he accepted the handshake, brow furrowing further, "Uh... okay so this probably sounds really rude, especially coming from a blind kid with wings, but are you ...orange?"