"Huh? Oh, something," Terry blinked. He was often asked about his eye and he never really felt like talking about it. He was too young to remember anyway. "I did it when I was little." He blinked again and looked down to his hands, fiddling with his fingers. He wondered if he looked like someone that had recently been sleeping with someone else. He probably should have brushed his hair more carefully.

"Why do you dye your hair pink?" he asked. It had to be dyed, there was no way that that colour would be natural.

Most people found his random questions annoying and rude, but he never meant it like that. Maybe that's why he stopped talking, because he hated to offend others.