Maya had been staring a the two plates she had taken out. They were so polished she could see her reflection in them. Coloured eyes stared back at her. It wasn't just her skin (and that she could have covered up easily enough), but her eyes... there was nothing she could do about that.
And she couldn't stop thinking about what Kir had done.
When Vash's voice called out, she dropped the plates - causing them to shatter at her feet.