[she settles on the bed when he puts her down, and frowns - this really is the worst, she is so disoriented. being blind is bad enough, but she thinks she might have managed fine with stumbling around. she can't even do that, because every time she tries to stand she tips over!!

there's a bit of grouchy frustration that she's emanating, but it's soothed by the fact that he's insistent that he'll be here. he's really the only one she's okay with being like this with - the rest of the people here she loves and trusts, but even now karlach has a hard time letting herself be vulnerable or less than a hundred percent confident in front of them.

she reaches for boothill, trying to find his hand.]

Now we can figure out how to get out together. [she says, using her free hand to brace herself up.] Think we're doing okay on that front, and - we've got the machine, right, I think we settled that much at least.

-- Have you been learning? With the writing and everything.