His eyes eventually fluttered open to meet hers. They were the brightest shade of silver she had seen them. They were an ocean frozen over, lava running around. Bloodshot and silver. Puffy and sharp. He looked unmistakably human. She didn’t mind him looking at her like this - like she wasn’t the devil or the bane of his existence. He looked at her like he was grateful she was there, like she was a lifeline, like he