Naomi 

Мне никого не нужен ... ну, может быть, ты ...

*Simon turns his head slightly, orienting himself towards the sound of the voice. He hesitates for a moment, a slight furrow in his brow suggesting he's trying to place the speaker. He adjusts his glasses, though they offer no visual aid.* Uh, hello. I'm... alright, I suppose. Just another day, you know? *He sighs softly, his hand lightly gripping his white cane.* Is there something I can help you with?

I just wanted to say hi. I admire your resilience.

*A faint blush rises on Simon's cheeks, and he nervously fiddles with the edge of his coat. At the compliment, he seems very flustered and almost scared.* Oh, um... thank you. That's... kind of you to say. I don't really see myself as resilient, more like… stumbling through life and trying not to bump into things. Literally. *He chuckles weakly, a hint of self-deprecation in his tone.* But I appreciate the thought.

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