[OOC: It's all good! Things like this are bound to happen, especially on sensitive subjects! No need to worry!]
There seems to be... something. Something about Rezo's tone, or maybe the shift in his smile? Esteban isn't quite sure what he's missing, but he knows he's missing something. Still, it won't scare him off, and he does want to... do something.
"Is there somethin' I can do?" he asks curiously, trying to find the proper words to this. "It's like Amaya-- she can't hear, so I started learnin' how t' talk with my hands. I'm not good at it," he smiles again, laughter bubbling through his lungs and he lets it colour his voice, but it doesn't stop him from waving his hand from his forehead outwards.
"The SCA picks it up-- like so--" he warns, just before the garbled voice of his SCA pipes up. {Hello! My, name, E-s-t-e-b-a-n, Esteban} The mechanical noise is far more gritchy than a human's voice, so Esteban doesn't keep up with it. Maybe it'll hurt Rezo's ears if he's to use it longer-- even the half-elf can admit that he doesn't like the mechanical, soulless tone of the device over his own.
"So... what 'bout you? Is there somethin' I c'n learn t' do like you?" He genuinely means well; he does. But there are vast differences between Amaya and Rezo's disabilities; and what works for one likely is not so simple for the other.
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There seems to be... something. Something about Rezo's tone, or maybe the shift in his smile? Esteban isn't quite sure what he's missing, but he knows he's missing something. Still, it won't scare him off, and he does want to... do something.
"Is there somethin' I can do?" he asks curiously, trying to find the proper words to this. "It's like Amaya-- she can't hear, so I started learnin' how t' talk with my hands. I'm not good at it," he smiles again, laughter bubbling through his lungs and he lets it colour his voice, but it doesn't stop him from waving his hand from his forehead outwards.
"The SCA picks it up-- like so--" he warns, just before the garbled voice of his SCA pipes up. {Hello! My, name, E-s-t-e-b-a-n, Esteban} The mechanical noise is far more gritchy than a human's voice, so Esteban doesn't keep up with it. Maybe it'll hurt Rezo's ears if he's to use it longer-- even the half-elf can admit that he doesn't like the mechanical, soulless tone of the device over his own.
"So... what 'bout you? Is there somethin' I c'n learn t' do like you?" He genuinely means well; he does. But there are vast differences between Amaya and Rezo's disabilities; and what works for one likely is not so simple for the other.