[Descole reaches up to touch above his eye, the one that's missing on her. It's odd to see a face like her own with both eyes, after so long... and he has girlier eyelashes than her! She laughs at that.]

I think you look pretty with it off. You're prettier than I am. You're prettier than I was even when I had both my eyes.

Perhaps it's the alcohol or the narcissism. Or both. But I think I'd like to kiss you. If you'd let me.