what have I done

Just about to close up for the evening (not that that really held any significance since he didn't really keep regular hours nor did he have an open or closed sign), as Remi stepped out into the street, he was shocked and immediately propelled into action by the sight of his friend halted in the middle of the laneway. She looked almost in a trance, her eyes not quite focusing and in a state of dress that should have rendered her frozen. "Isla!" He called immediately, forgetting about closing or locking his door, and instead running towards her. Shrugging off his jacket the alchemist wrapped it around her arms but finding them not quite as cold as he would have expected. She must not have been out long, he thought to himself, running his hands along her arms to try and warm her. It was then he noticed the fact that she wasn't wearing shoes, and the wetness on her cheeks. Concern contorted his affable and boyish features as his mouth opened in a surprised O of alarm. "Isla what is wrong?" REMI Traded my soul to free my mind, "can I go back to being blind?" I ask myself one too many times