( don't come for his secrets like that, damn!!! Matt does take intense advantage of the fact most people let their guard down around him, and say things they might not to someone else... and do things they think he can't see. he's aware of a lot more than he ever lets on and he certainly doesn't forget anything he learns, even if he doesn't always make obvious use of the information.

he tilts his head, a slight frown at the odd and offhanded mention that she's only seen pictures of pineapples. Matt hasn't seen a pineapple in a good twenty years, though that's just because he's blind. not because there's been a shortage of them. he wonders where she's from, that the most she knows of a pineapple is a picture. )

Hard to get used to the dark, and just finding your way in it. I've had plenty of practice with both. ( he's not going to say he's used to eternal darkness at this point, because that implies some kind of acceptance of it — like he doesn't miss it, like he's at peace with what he can't experience anymore. he's does, and he's not. he's not used to it, but he's got plenty of experience.

it's true, you can hear a smile. Matt hears hers, and he smiles back. he has a nice smile — maybe a hair practiced, if you look for it. ) Senka. ( he repeats her name, just to get a sense of it, before he offers his own. ) Matt. You just got in, I'm guessing.