Wesley wasn't sure what was going on here, but whatever it was, it was worth paying attention to....the others were going to need to know there was something wonky at Madame Xanadu's. If only he could figure out what it was, or why this woman was striking him as wrong but still somehow right.
"Fate is a tricky lady who deserves all of our respect, ma'am. I like to think she has wonderful things in store for me, but I guess you would know that better than I."
A little shock of heat and magic went through him as her hand brushed his arm.
"No, no problem. No need to apologize. No problem. If you don't mind an impertinent question, did the loss of your sight coincide with the gaining of second sight, or were the two unrelated? It's, well, it might be important for my research. I'm a scholar, you see."
Yes, he was going to play that angle for as long as possible. No need to spill secrets before forced.