[Crowley snorts at the word play, getting started on a second drink for Garner.]
Discover how it tastes, perhaps?
[That's probably the correct way to phrase it.
He's always wondered which would be worse; being born without a sense, or losing it somewhere along the way. He's only really known the latter, and he's not sure that 'divinity' even falls into the same category.]
Ah, you just need to get yourself an assistant to boss around.
[Labelling things with braille would only go so far, clearly the solution is to just borrow someone else's eyes. Metaphorically.]
Here we are. You want me to hand it to you?
[It seems the easiest option, but for all that he's a rude bastard sometimes, he's not going to make assumptions about how Garner prefers to navigate the world.]
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Discover how it tastes, perhaps?
[That's probably the correct way to phrase it.
He's always wondered which would be worse; being born without a sense, or losing it somewhere along the way. He's only really known the latter, and he's not sure that 'divinity' even falls into the same category.]
Ah, you just need to get yourself an assistant to boss around.
[Labelling things with braille would only go so far, clearly the solution is to just borrow someone else's eyes. Metaphorically.]
Here we are. You want me to hand it to you?
[It seems the easiest option, but for all that he's a rude bastard sometimes, he's not going to make assumptions about how Garner prefers to navigate the world.]