Lev blushes, and ducks his head, and is just workshopping a response, when Hawk gets so flustered that Lev's instantly able to pick up on it.
"Oh, uh," he says, and snorts with laughter. "I mean, like, these are mine eyes? The other eyes, the ocelli, the eyes what some of us nephilim have. And, uh. They're stars, for no particular reason. Mine husband has enough ocelli that with his two mortal eyes, he has eight like a spider. HaShem made the creatures different, nu?"
He pauses, still smiling at Hawkeye.
"I can't see with these," he says. "Not in this body, nu? But other times, sometimes I can see with more than two eyes."
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Lev blushes, and ducks his head, and is just workshopping a response, when Hawk gets so flustered that Lev's instantly able to pick up on it.
"Oh, uh," he says, and snorts with laughter. "I mean, like, these are mine eyes? The other eyes, the ocelli, the eyes what some of us nephilim have. And, uh. They're stars, for no particular reason. Mine husband has enough ocelli that with his two mortal eyes, he has eight like a spider. HaShem made the creatures different, nu?"
He pauses, still smiling at Hawkeye.
"I can't see with these," he says. "Not in this body, nu? But other times, sometimes I can see with more than two eyes."