He has to admit it- for a monster-looking blind girl, she isn't too terrible to hang out with. Or maybe he's just getting desperate for friends.

Ugh, no use thinking about that! Poland pulls on the reins to turn his pony around and face the girl, hoping he's posing as dramatically as possible (she's BLIND idiot, she can't see either way.)

"Duh!" he cackles, trotting towards her skeptically. "But are you sure you're like, okay or whatever? I know the horse can see, but you totally can't at all, right??"