Re-l felt his anger from a distance. It wasn't directed towards her at all, and she ignored it. Instead she looked carefully at his eyes. The muscles were functional, obviously, and there was no sign of clouding or cataracts. Nor was there the scarring that would have been obvious if he had somehow damaged his sight with bleach or another corrosive agent. For all intents and purposes, his eyes were in perfectly healthy condition. But he couldn't see.

"You've lost at least ninety per cent of your eyesight in a medically impossible manner," she said, not letting his shirt go. "That's what makes me think something happened."

A horrible thought occurred to her, courtesy of her insight. Because there were certainly powers in this world that went beyond the realm of the physical.

"Tell me someone did this to you," she said, her voice slipping between lips pressed together in anger. "Tell me that you stupidly offended some person with magic, and that I can go and beat them up right now and put this right."