Jasmine rarely spoke.
Not because she was mute, but because speech without hearing was like painting without seeing the colors... With little to no sound returning to her, every word felt uncertain, unshaped. For Jasmine, who was born deaf? It was much harder.
Some learn to cope with it and still give it their all to speak, and some keep their voice sealed forever.
After spending some time chatting on the rooftop during lunch, everyone seemed to have figured out that Jasmine was the latter.
She never made a single sound, and even when she conversed through holograms, her sentences were brief and precise.
She made them feel like they were talking with an emotionless robot... a question, and an answer.
Though Levi didn't seem to care that much about it... keeping the same serene smile on as he talked with her through hand signs.
