"That's not gonna come off." Y'know, in case she thought another dip in the lake might do it. "Sorry." He smiles then, in a not-entirely-reassuring manner.

He waits until she's looked at him again to continue. "Only people from your world turn green when burnt by the light."

For a brief moment, he just looks at her.

What? She's pretty.

"It's the Suits way of branding their catch," he says, moving back to his desk. "And they call you Oysters because of the shiny little pearls," he drops off the magnifying glass and turns back, "that you all carry inside."