[Give him a second to imagine that, Ruby. His brain is firing on so many synapses right now- he's got that faraway look he gets when he's SCIENCING in his head. ]

So the glass would react like an optic lens. Amazing. Yeah, with enough wires and assuming she still had the nerves to attach them to, I bet you could make fully functioning eyes. Shame about the colour, though. I wonder if you could tweak it enough to bring it through? Or at least a veneer of it-

[He pauses, blinks and clears his throat- a touch embarrassed.]

Sorry. I'm back. And yeah, if you're gonna get a destiny foisted on you, you kinda want to read the small print.

[Destiny is not his favourite word. Destiny is why a treasured friend has gone off the rails and is a threat to all of them now. Destiny can go jump.]

Well, yeah. Hard agreement there. Much rather you stay alive, please.