"If you look on the bright side—" he starts, putting his blindfold over your eyes, "you can look as cool as me. “Maybe I'll buy you your own blindfold," he said teasingly as he fixed it over your eyes, "we can have matching blindfolds."

It wasn't easy losing your vision, and he'd noticed just how clumsy you were with being blind, clearly you weren't used to not seeing. "You're very clumsy, y'know? You should let me teach you how to manage your blindness," he chuckled, ruffling your hair.