"Mr. Godot? Are you awake?" Pearl walked into the darkened room, her tiny hands searching for the light switch.

"Hmmmmnnn..." The older man let out a sigh in his sleep, as Pearl found the light switch. "Ow..." Even though Godot could hardly see without his visor, the sudden light still injured his fragile eyes.

"Oh! Mr. Godot!" Pearl bound over to his bed as he tried to find his visor. "Mr. Godot?" He blinked his eyes at her, allowing her to see his chocolate brown orbs.

"Pearl? Help me find my visor, will you?" She looked over at the visor, before grabbing it off the table to hand to him. After he had put it on, a smiling Pearl came into his view.

"Mr. Godot, you have the most beautiful eyes."