“Woah, shit dude, sorry…” Zulimar backed off slightly. Idiot! He’s blind, I should’ve just said something. He looked back at Joseph who was now shuddering, clearly still reeling from the nightmare and sudden interruption.
Zulimar glanced around again, and gently placed a hand on Josephs head, patting his hair very lightly and awkwardly. What the hell am I doing?
“H-hey, I didn’t- Well I guess. Shit. Are you ok?” He let out a heavy sigh, clearly struggling to rectify the situation.