"I mean that they're not mine. They're Symon's." She sat up somewhat, but didn't pull away from him. She frowned again and though her expression was one of melancholy, it did not seem to soften the sharpness of her gaze.

Briefly, she pushed her hair back with her fingers. One hand lingered over an eye, as if trying to cover it. Neria frowned.

"...The second test, Kell. We were given trials to test to see if we could succeed and be worthy of godhood. Symon's was to give everything of himself. He gave his eyes to me, that I might see with better clarity some of the truths of the world."