"Probably 1 in a million," he replied. "But not impossible odds... People with no relation to each other are born with blue eyes all the time... it had to get started somehow, right?"
Doug slid her plate back toward her. It was right round half-eaten, but there was enough left if she could bring herself to chow down.
"You should probably have something. I need to eat a lot because of what they did do me, but I bet you need to eat well too..."