The man stands with a confident posture. His eyes are closed, unable to see you there, and yet he can sense your presence... the sound of your heartbeat, the sound of your breathing, it's all even more apparent to him now that he's lost his sight. You wouldn't deny that he was skilled, but missions with him always tended to be a hassle due to his complaining.

"Knock it off. Don't you know how to do anything without being noisy?" He spoke up, despite the fact you hadn't spoken in the last thirty minutes.