"Have you ever considered contact lenses?"
Yumiko looked up from her reading of Aquinas' Summa theologica and blinked at the young priest who had sat across from her at the library table.
"I only ask because I see you wearing your glasses all the time, and I hear that you are a fighter when you aren't here at Iscariot headquarters." The young man essayed a smile, "Father Renaldo speaks quite highly of your abilities."
Ah, one of Renaldo's new crop, that explained a lot. If the young man lived through Renaldo's training, he'd understand not to ask such questions.
Yumiko tried to smile but only succeeded in looking sad. She pushed her glasses back up on her nose. "I take them off when I fight."