[Upon closer inspection, yes. They are grey, aren't they? She has to lean closer to be sure in the pub's dim light but... yes. Sevika's eyes are grey.
She looks down at the piece of paper in her hand, as though if she stares at it hard enough it might come to life and fly her away from this situation.]
I brought you chocolate. Which is... unlike your eyes. Beautiful as they are. They could outshine any stars in the firmament.
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[Upon closer inspection, yes. They are grey, aren't they? She has to lean closer to be sure in the pub's dim light but... yes. Sevika's eyes are grey.
She looks down at the piece of paper in her hand, as though if she stares at it hard enough it might come to life and fly her away from this situation.]
I brought you chocolate. Which is... unlike your eyes. Beautiful as they are. They could outshine any stars in the firmament.