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"Come to think of it, if you are ever in need of descriptions, you can find your own clever way of doing it," Wraen suggested, inspired by a sudden idea. "Let me think," she searched for a proper object to use as an example and found looking at Maia's eyes instead. Why not?

"If you were a heroine in a story, I could say a number of things about your eyes. I can be strictly medical and say "her eyes were well-formed, round, sat nicely in the sockets, were neither protruding, nor deeply sunken and bore no sign of abnormality"," she chuckled saying this, because she had no idea, if medics were ever concerned about this. 

"I can be less inclined to show off my medical background by saying simply "her eyes were grey" or, if I am there to win your affection or just make my heroine more perceptible, I can tell you that "her eyes were silver as the moonlight"," she paused to come up with more. Something to do with the saying that "eyes were the mirror of the soul". "I can add that "her silver eyes had a kind expression and a mischievous twinkle about them" or that "the look in her eyes was of a person you wanted to get to know better and keep as a friend"," she stopped. 

"Besides - all of, what I said just know about your eyes is true," she grinned. "Especially the morphological description."