He rubbed his eyes, trying to remove the irritation. He had, of course, been taught that this was not the proper approach to removing something from his eyes. But that’s not what was important. What was important was relieving the irritation. And that’s what he felt like doing.

“That’s your problem, you know.” The woman who spoke to him was attractive and irritating. Attractive needed no explanation, of course. She had golden curls that stereotypically tumbled over her shoulders. The fact that the shoulders were bare was also attractive. Her eyes were blue. Cron wondered briefly why blond hair and blue eyes were supposed to be the ideal beauty. He personally preferred darker complexions, hair, eyes, and skin of a more dusky, sultry bent. Not that blond was unattractive. The woman currently annoying him was proof of that. She had a small nose of a button sort. Which would have been funny looking on another face, but on her was an endearing imperfection. Her full lips compensated for it.