[Oree turns and does a double-take, mouth dropping in surprise. A scream wells up in her throat and sticks there as she clutches to her walking stick, resisting the irrational urge to start batting at him with it.

There's a lot of strange, scary things she's seen in her life, but a walking talking skeleton definitely takes the cake. A walking, talking, joking skeleton.

There's a bubble of nervous laughter and she looks around. Whoever or whatever he is, the reflections don't seem to like him very much so that...That's good? At least? She won't dare run off potential help by being rude.]

Well, I'm sure it'd help if someone could actually read them. [Even if she's made it obvious she could at least see him, Oree gestures to her blinded eyes and smiles sardonically, her voice tense despite herself.]

Besides, if there's anything I've learned, it's that people tend to just ignore signs.