A lovely grumpy Pet

He glared at them, heading back to his own room, wanting to start rearranging it.

Nobody seemed to bother him. Footsteps passed by outside and Campbell shuffled in her room on the bed. After a while, a knocking came from the door. "U... Uhm... Bandit? Can we get something to eat...?"

He was taking a break, having put everything in a new order, making him feel a lot more at home. He went to open the door, looking at Campbell. "Yeah... we can get something I guess" he agreed, taking her hand again as he head to the kitchen with her.

She followed him. The chefs greeted them. "What do you two like to have today~?"

"...something simple will do. Smashed potatoes, fried eggs and spinach if that isn't too much to ask for" he said, looking at the maid. "Or is there something you don't like?"

"No that is perfectly fine", she agreed and nodded. The chef nodded as well and went to work, preparing two plates.

He took the finished plates, thanking the chefs before guiding Campbell outside towards the room where a few tables and chairs were. He put down the plates and helped her sit down, sighing deeply. It felt... weirdly calming to take care of Campbell like that, guiding her. "...how did you turn blind?" he asked.

"I was born this way. My foster parents told me I inherited it from my real mom. Seem to have been some gene defect or something like that. My whole world was just... darkness. But also... Feelings, scents and sounds." She carefully took the silverware and searched for her food for a moment.

He arranged the plate in front of her to help out, humming in understanding. "Mh... darkness used to frighten me when I was a child... and nowadays I respect it. I can't really imagine how it must feel to be blind..."

"Hmm. You could try to go with your eyes closed for a whole day. Then you might get a glimpse of my world", she chuckled and started to eat. "It can be quite fascinating. People don't realize sometimes how much they miss with their eyesight. It might sound pretty crazy, but because if my better hearing I can usually tell if someone's lying or not. Or how they feel in general. I sometimes can even hear their heartbeats by just standing next to them."

"That sounds pretty cool" he commented, starting to eat as well. "But... I doubt I got the security to do it around here. The eyes closed thing I mean." He sighed, pushing around his eggs on his plate.

"The others would most likely think you're sleep walking or something", she commented, snickering at the thought, before lifting her head. "You could try it in the evening, when everyone's asleep. I can accompany you then."

"...not around here" he insisted, shivering. "Maybe one day. .."

She looked up, into his direction, staying quite for a moment. "Understandable. It's alright", she smiled again, nodding.

Bandit sighed, finishing his meal, waiting for Campbell to finish hers as well. "I don't know. It doesn't feel alright. But hey, I don't want to be here after all, why would I feel alright in that case."

"That's true", she agreed, finishing her plate as well, before putting it aside and getting up.

He put their stuff together, standing up as well. "...what now."

"How about... hm... a little walk?", she suggested, shrugging.

"If you want to. I'm not really having any kind of desire to walk around this place..."

"Then let's occupy one of the countless activity rooms." She reached out, looking for his hand.

He gently took hers, frowning. "...like?"

"Maybe the sports room. Or... is there a music room?", she wondered.

"There probably is. We can look for it" he said, going to look for it with her.

"That would be great. I love music", she told him on their way, humming a tune.

"Can you play any instruments?"