Him not having any eyes didn't make any difference, really. He had other senses, too, and that little bit of daring coming across with her words was telling him every bit as much as her glance upward might have.

He found himself missing his face in a way he hadn't in years, frustrated for the first time in a long time with his inability to give her a reassuring smile.

Instead, in a fit of daring of his own, he reached, tentatively, for her hand.

//I'm glad.//