He grew confused, and disoriented. Astrophel drew his hand back quick like Orsino's arm was on fire. He stared hard at his arm and then glanced over his shoulder to see the same employee eying him. He stumbles away and pinches at the bridge of his nose, eyes closing tight.
When he opens them again they are no longer inky black but rather back to their natural and bright blue. He smiles, pleasantly and shakes his head.