Is reassuring that Gabriel doesn't give him the "batshit crazy" look, and Rhys sighs, staring at the blank board again.

"No eye. But it was something from back home. It was kind of fucked up. Maybe I was hallucinating? I don't know." He runs his eyes wearily. He's perfectly willing to accept that it was something messing with his head- it's actually sort of comforting that he isn't losing it. "It was mage stuff most people wouldn't know about."