One look at your eyes tells me so.” “My eyes,” I deadpan. He nods and turns over on his side, facing me. “You’re full of shit, Dacen. They’re just boring blue irises with a black hole in the center, all surrounded by white. How does that tell you anything?” “First of all, they’re not boring and they’re not just blue. Staring into your eyes is like taking a walk down a pebble beach early on a foggy morning. Blue and grey stones surround you. They’re soft and smooth but can also be painful if you step wrong.” Dacen’s voice trails off and his eyes bore into me with an intensity that’s almost
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