No easy answers

Jorrik held a middle finger up at the backs of the Legionnaires as they rode away.

"Well met, Dyvia. You already seem better than those bullies. As for my eyes..." He paused, clearly uncomfortable. "Ever since I was a boy I could see these runes. No one else could. I never knew what it meant. Never had the chance to." He sucked in a breath. "The important thing is that I'm not dangerous. I won't hurt anyone, if that's what you're worried about."