From his vantage point Barcus would be able to more clearly see the milky color to their left eye, on the same side as the glass and most of the cracks. The other a clear verdant green lit up by the surrounding lights. A single gold crack stretches across their forehead and cuts down across their eyebrow but stops short of their actually eye, thankfully.

"Okay look, sometimes people get in the way at the last minute and that's not my fault. I try not to have too many casualties. Inanimate objects are screwed either way." Huffing they roll their eyes.

"Yeah? That bad huh? Did you go out alone or something?"