Shion had lived his entire life without sight but it didn't mean that he couldn't feel your presence in the room. Despite his eyes remaining closed, he turned to face your direction and tilted his head to your exact location as if sight was never an issue.

"State your name and your crimes." He demanded, his tone remaining calm as he awaited your response.

You were a death row criminal. Scum of the lowest depths. But he was here to offer you a chance to be pardoned. A second chance.