[It isn't what she asks but how she asks it that catches Brendan's notice, even if he is actually somewhat accustomed to the question. Blue eyes with black hair isn't exactly common, after all, but the way she's staring at him, like he's just grown a second head— or had she just not noticed before? Or...
Reflexively, he lifts a hand to his face, right hand lightly touching below his right eye.]
They're blue. I inherited them from my mother.
[He sounds less than certain when he says it, Lightning's worry evidently catching.]
What happened? Did—
[He breaks off, shakes his head, and pulls out his own phone, indulging in the frequent vanity of using it as a mirror and... oh, god.]
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Reflexively, he lifts a hand to his face, right hand lightly touching below his right eye.]
They're blue. I inherited them from my mother.
[He sounds less than certain when he says it, Lightning's worry evidently catching.]
What happened? Did—
[He breaks off, shakes his head, and pulls out his own phone, indulging in the frequent vanity of using it as a mirror and... oh, god.]
You must be joking.