magdalenavari:
“Oh! Yes, I can definitely help with that,” Lena said cheerfully. A brief glance around the music room didn’t suddenly reveal the glasses. “This may be a bit of a silly question, but how much can you see without them?” Part of her wanted to hold up her hand and ask him how many fingers she was holding up, but that would be even sillier than the question.
She walked in a slow circle around the music room, looking under the piano and piano bench, just in case, but the careful search didn’t turn up anything. “I don’t see them here,” she said apologetically. “Where else have you been today?”
“How much can I see?” Tobias repeated thoughtfully. It was always a little difficult to explain accurately. Those who didn’t need glasses usually assumed he was blind, which wasn’t exactly true but it sure felt like it sometimes. “If you ever have the chance to look through frosted glass, that should give you a very good idea,” he chuckled.
Tobias’ heart sunk when she broke the news to him that his glasses weren’t in the room. Where hadn’t he been that day? He was constantly moving around, always doing one thing or another as if he was worried he’d wither away if he wasn’t busy. With an apologetic smile, he turned to look at Lena, “I won’t lie to you, I’ve been almost everywhere.” There was one place however where he’d stopped to clean his glasses, and that was the library. “I won’t keep you too long but if you could make sure I get to the library without falling down stairs or making any social faux pas, I’d be eternally grateful.”
