London Calling RPG

"Help yourself," John told him - and then realised that he'd said that to a blind dude, gesturing at the seat like a dumbass, and hurriedly stood up to awkwardly shuffle around a little and pull the seat out. He'd heard the cane (John was good at hearing things, also good at dodging a bullet) but he assumed it was someone's heels on the wooden floor or something. "Uh, you need a hand?" He asked, still awkwardly, and tried not to hover.