She stares into his eyes in fascination. She's seen a variety of strange eyes before - mostly cyber eyes not designed to look like natural ones - but these are different. They are still natural eyes, just... bare of colour.

When she leans in to get a closer look, the smell of waste that always surrounds her becomes more noticeable, which due to her good mood right now is a heavy layer of mold and rotting organic waste with only a hint of burned plastic. It's still faint, but in proximity strong enough to be hard to miss in a place that normally smells like fresh coffee.

"How much did you have to bribe your eye doctor so he wouldn't tell anyone about it?"