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[The sun doesn't so much as rise as flick on with the sudden, glaring brightness of noon. Whatever time keeping device you have on you says its about 8:14am when this happens.

The power's back, but the time on your timekeeping device never really make sense with the position of the sun as it moves across the sky.]

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[ lowering his head closer ]

What happened...? The light?

I had my eyes heavily pigmented to take in more light, and I'm afraid I'm also very sensitive. I didn't have a chance to drain them before it came on.

[ i didn't understand a single word of that. ]

Ah... I'm sorry... it looks painful.

It does, but... it'll get better once I've rested them a little.

Would it... be better, if I brought you somewhere dark?

If you don't mind, that would probably help.

[ he's not sure how kindly he'd take to being picked up...

Gently nudges his beak under mikks arm and starts to slowly lead him inside ]

[he walks quite confidently, even though he can't see]

Thank you.

[ iiinside the apartment lobby then because i can't fit through most other doors like this ]

... we're at the apartments. Did you want to go to your room and rest...?

A room sounds like a place I could turn the lights off. Do you want to come up?

[ fretfully ]

I wouldn't wish to impose...

Whatever you wish. I never mind company, but I hardly want you to feel obliged.

[ quiet for a long moment, pulling his head away from mikk's arm

but it's replaced with a hand after a moment, to gently lead him to the elevator. ]

... alright.

[doesn't seem at all surprised, walking along with him and reaching out to press the button]

Thank you.

Of course...

[ just. waiting quietly and politely and a little anxiously though ]

I haven't cleaned, but I also haven't decorated, so it should amount to the same thing.

No-- no, I don't mind, it isn't any of my business how one keeps their home.

I appreciate that. I'm not entirely used to being without a valet, which is just an embarrassing thing to admit.

I'm... very sorry, sir.

[ god of course you're a rich guy ]

No, it'll be good for me to go back to this. And just Mikk's fine, please.

[when they get to the apartment, for all that he mocked it, it's pretty tidy. Just like a discarded shirt on the couch that hasn't been put away yet]

[ hesitates some once they're in, but... leads him to the couch. i don't wanna go in your room while you're blind buddy ]

Is this okay?

It's fine. I left the curtains drawn...

[sort of squints open his eyes. They're pretty bloodshot and the irises are a dark purple, not the usual lavender.]

[ also... turning out whatever lights he can for him but it's probably not much. he looks supremely worried at the look of his eyes though, jeezy. ]

[smiles at him. Speaking softly] I'll be all right. This isn't so bad. They're just oversensitive.

... is there anything I can do to help?