"Human," Jay repeats, blandly. For a second, his flamboyant manner dips and his voice is flat, stripped bare. He looks at Iman, hardly seeing her. He's still not meeting her eye. "Ah. You look rather like a lovek. Your eyes are ... your eyes are very dull, darling."

His own eyes phosphoresce slightly, a startling blue in his dark face, though that might be hard to see by daylight. The eyes of others from his world could be anything from yellow to orange to vicious green, though red and grey are not uncommon, either.

"Have I come a long way?" he adds, after a moment's dazed thought. "I ... I suppose I must've but I don't ... I don't remember ..." He sighs and it turns into a deep shudder. "How ..."