[i]"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't curious. I just didn't think it was my place to ask, but if you're willing to share your story..."[/i]

"A blind or deaf student isn't so hard to find here," Ami plainly started. "I could have been among them, too. I don't remember why, but I was born with a bit of a neural problem that was chewing away at my five senses. Lucky me, whatever it was decided to take things one step at a time, and the doctors were able to find it and get rid of it in time that I only lost one sense. I have no sense of touch." Resting her elbow on the table and holding up the hand that held the orange she'd been given, Ami explained "I can't feel this orange in my hand. I can't even feel my hand, or the rest of me for that matter. I'm only able to move as normal-looking as I do because it's something I've been practicing since before I can remember. Even then I'll sometimes stumble" Her explanation sounded just as monotonic as everything else one could expect from Ami's mouth, as was her expression.

Taking another bite of orange, Ami nodded for effect. She had no problems coming forth about this condition of hers, even if there were some students who did with theirs. She didn't feel things. That was fine. To her, even this had some positives. If she ever had a stomachache, she wouldn't even know. A lot of things people said were painful were things Ami didn't even have to worry about. Only after she swallowed her piece of orange did Ami ask "So how about you? If you don't mind me asking."