"Das? Are you awake?" Elena said, peeking from the half-opened door.
"Yes, I am awake"
"Can I come in?"
"Of course you can"
"Why is it so dark here?"
"Oh, sorry. I will turn on the light"
"No!"
"What?"
"No need to turn on the lights"
"Why?"
"It's okay"
I can clearly see everything but she can't.
She was walking towards the bed--she almost tripped because of the chair.
"I will turn on the lights"
I turned on the lamp near my bed.
The dim light illuminated the room. She was sitting on the chair, staring at me.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes, thanks for the lights"
"Why did you want them off?"
"Because"
"Because?"
"Because...I will see your face"
What's that supposed to mean?
Obviously she will see my face if the lights are on.
"What's wrong with that?"
"I don't want to see your face"
"....."
What?
