“Next time I’m chopping that blindfold off myself,” Ivy mutters, slightly unnerved. She always had a hard time trusting people when she couldn’t see their eyes, which is why she wears sunglasses on her head but never actually uses them. “Woah slow down, Mr. Judge Judy. Let me rephrase. [i]What happened?[/i]” Her daggers twirl between her deft fingers with impressive skill and speed.