He was slightly amused by her statement regarding living outside the lines. Lifting his beer slightly in a sort of mock salute, he took a sip.
"Well Sophia," he answered, a cheeky smile on his face. "I'm a pretty important person, you know. And important people get away with sunglasses whenever." The moment the words left his mouth, he instantly regretted them. "I'm just joking," he quickly added.
Now how to answer this question as politely as possible without explaining his mutation. "Medical condition. My eyes are far too sensitive to the light, and these florescents in the bar...well, not so good for me."