"Where did you get those, um, glass eyes?" Hian asks. Nikhil is gazing out of the window, apparently bewitched. "Eye glasses," Rohin says. "A few years ago we had a visitor from Merin who specialised in glass lenses. He showed them to me. They can make quite a difference." "I - I just never realised." Hian looks down. "I thought Diran was just clumsy, or... or careless." She glances guiltily at Nikhil, who is bouncing in delight. "I wish I'd known." "Better now than never, hm?" Rohin smiles.