Kor'agha had drifted off, her eyes unfocused, landing on the peculiar elf at the other end of the bar without meaning to. The half orc, half dark elf was wrapped in a cozy patterned shawl that hung off her shoulders, warming her grey skin. Her long hair was loose, soft and curling softly at the ends. She wore several pairs of earrings in her long, slender ears, tinkling so softly as she moved to take a sip from the glass in front of her, little tusks clinking softly against the glass as her lips parted around the rim, letting the amber liquid flow smooth into her open mouth. She startled when he spoke, blinking back to the present as her black eyes took him in, "...Staring? No -- Oh, I didn't mean to, anyway. Sorry." Her voice held a soft sadness and she averted her gaze, brushing it off as no more than a slip up with a stranger, though one more secret peek confirmed her first judgement: he was a handsome stranger, though a little odd, and it it occurred to her suddenly that he was blind. She lifted her chin, "How'd you know? ...That I was staring, I mean?"