Head tilted up to the sky, Gage tried to imagine the clouds. Were they soft and pale or streaky or dark ominous things? None of those words meant much to him but he heard them before when desperately listening to others describe things in a vain attempt to get him to see what they did. He could never quite show them what he 'saw' either so maybe it was fair. "You might be the only panther like that but it doesn't matter. I don't think there are any humans quite like you either." Flashing a quick smile, he showed that despite them being strange words, he meant them as a compliment. "Keep talking though. I want...I want to hear about the world as you see it. Everyone describes it differently..."