[ Oh good, someone else who recognizes him as a person -- or maybe just a friendly monster, but the clothes should be a tip off. Trevor nods his head, lights dissolving into a little firefly storm as they rearrange themselves to communicate. ]
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[ He gestures to his face with a clawed 'hand', a nod towards the whole not having working eyes anymore thing. Echolocation, unfortunately, doesn't help him find his way around. ]
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LOST
[ He gestures to his face with a clawed 'hand', a nod towards the whole not having working eyes anymore thing. Echolocation, unfortunately, doesn't help him find his way around. ]