Chapter 33: Blue Eyes (2)
"I know you're starving, but you must eat slowly..."
"Mm."
Hope hid his frown as he placed the cloth over his lips, ignoring the people's darting eyes in his direction as the taste of blood and metal replaced the flavored meal in his mouth.
"Suppose I need something to cover my eyes as well..."
"What was that?" The old man asked.
But Hope didn't respond.
In fact, Hope didn't pay much attention to the old man anymore as he was recollecting his thoughts.
Maybe it wasn't just Hope's eyes that caused it. But his whole presence played a part as well. Or to a lesser degree?
Wasn't there also a saying of 'eyes are the windows to the soul?'
'Tsk. That'll be one hell of an aspect if someone had a power like that.'
"What a strange newcomer that one is."