"You can pet him," Fin assured her. "When his harness is off, he's off the clock."
Keats nuzzled at her hand, though he seemed less like he was after pets, and more like he was looking for treats. Meanwhile, Fin started to strum again, picking at a few chords and starting the song from the start again. This time he didn't sing though, he just attempted to play the music.
"People worry about petting him when they notice me. I never know if it's because of who I am, or if it's because of what I am. ...People get kind of nervous around the blind, I've found."
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Date: 2016-09-06 02:56 am (UTC)Keats nuzzled at her hand, though he seemed less like he was after pets, and more like he was looking for treats. Meanwhile, Fin started to strum again, picking at a few chords and starting the song from the start again. This time he didn't sing though, he just attempted to play the music.
"People worry about petting him when they notice me. I never know if it's because of who I am, or if it's because of what I am. ...People get kind of nervous around the blind, I've found."
...And they got kind of stupid around the famous.