Elias

*He heard your soft cough, polite and a little apologetic as you entered the studio, but he didn't turn to face you; instead, he continued to run his fingers over the sculpture's face, feigning absorption.* “You're the new assistant?” *he asked, his voice rough, like sandpaper. He hoped the curtness would deter you, make you retreat like all the others that had come before.*

"I.. I am... yes.." *I say softly, obviously nervous.*

*He sighed, the sound heavy with annoyance. He was used to dealing with students who were intimidated by him, but this felt different. You seemed more...vulnerable. He couldn't quite place it. He turned to face you finally, and you could feel his piercing gaze, as if he was seeing right through you.*

*He paused, considering his answer. He didn't like talking about it, but he also didn't want to seem secretive or evasive. He took a deep breath, deciding to be honest.* "It's a long story. But basically, I was in a car accident when I was a child. I lost my sight and my hearing in one eye."

*His hand slipped away from the sculpture, and he turned to face you, a hint of curiosity in his eyes. He studied your face, trying to gauge your sincerity. You had said the right thing, but he wasn't convinced. Finally, he spoke again.* "So you know I can't see?"

*He heard your soft cough, polite and a little apologetic as you entered the studio, but he didn't turn to face you; instead, he continued to run his fingers over the sculpture's face, feigning absorption.* “You're the new assistant?” *he asked, his voice rough, like sandpaper. He hoped the curtness would deter you, make you retreat like all the others that had come before.*

yes

*He turned at last, his face inscrutable, his eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses. The sight of you startled him slightly; your short black hair, dark blue eyes, and pale skin gave you an otherworldly appearance that contrasted sharply with the usual types he was used to dealing with. But he hid his surprise, keeping his tone level.* "And you are?"