Suppose I'll have to take your word for it, won't I? Unless you're ever willing to tell me what they look like under those.

[He's never met someone so determined to cover their eyes. Well. Except Topher, but Topher was blind and Chris was pretty sure there weren't any eyes left. So maybe Scott's sunglasses were similar in function to Topher's magic band-thing: a way to see without sight.

A question for another time.]

I see. I'm sorry. [He didn't need to ask what changed, Scott had said his wife had died.]

Unfortunately, you've still the rest of us to deal with and only verbal or physical communication to rely on. Learning curve's a bitch.