He can see well enough, jerking his hand back from her's, although not very far. His thoughts are reeling, wavering between slight relief that someone might be out looking for his brother yet, buffeted against the anger at himself for not being the one who was out there.

     It takes him a moment, but the rest of what Etain has to say begins to register. Brows furrowing, he lifts his head to look at her.

     "Wait, wait, wait- what happened with the Jedi? Why would I shoot you?" He was mad then, but not necessarily at her.