[ Sucking his teeth, Rafe shakes his head even as he knows there's no way for Fenris to see it at present. He continues the slow, steady touch— back and forth, back and forth —entirely focus on the elf seated before him. ]

Call me crazy but... Doesn't sound like something viable for your long-term unless you're gunning for a white cane.

[ Almost, he almost went for the seeing eye dog but he's caught onto how Fenris enjoys Tara's pup around the house. Not exactly a disincentive there. ]

Open your eyes.