You knew he didn't trust you, he didn't seem to TRUST anybody really. He got what he wanted and left it seemed, it was surprising enough that he'd stayed the night, but even more so that he'd kept the blindfold on even as he slept. What was he hiding? Was he horribly disfigured? was he just plain ugly? what was he hiding? So while he slept you gently reached your hands to peek under the blindfold, but before your fingers even got close he grabbed your wrist, you startled. He scoffed, "You're a loud breather, I could tell when you woke up."