Do they? She shrugs again, uneasily.

"Who knows? I've never seen anyone like me who could see, but maybe they're acting too." A pause, and she risks another, longer look at Willow's face. What she sees reassures her, or, if not a cause for reassurance, then at least she sheds some of her guard. "I'm not sorry for pretending. So many strangers, who wouldn't want an advantage? But..."

She's a little sorry, maybe, that she couldn't think of a clever way to 'regain' her sight in time to avoid something like this.