So, learning to sword fight from Cor
“Ah. I’ve only really lived here. It’s not too safe for blind fauns, even those as balanced as me!” He laughed, swinging his staff. “I bet you miss home.” Though he couldn’t see her face, he sensed a soft happiness that he could only imagine was portrayed by a smile across her face. Voltinus turned to her, and looked surprised. “Why would that be rude? I’d love to show you!” He took her hand and walked over to a bench that he had sat on earlier, feeling around with his staff. As they sad down, he looked excited. He rarely got to explain how he saw things, and he adored it. “First thing you have to do is close your eyes.”
"I suppose it wouldn’t. You seem to be quite independent. I really don’t mind it though." Imogen looked at his staff, wondering how she hadn’t noticed it before. "Hm? Oh, not really. There wasn’t much for me on Earth." She was clearly losing her touch, it seemed. "I meant in the way that I asked. Dear me, I suppose sticking around in a library nearly all day for so long has gotten everything scrambled up in my brain." She shook her head softly, to clear her mind and sat down beside him. Imogen closed her eyes and exhaled deeply.