"… I didn't realize you were going blind, too."

It's a wry crack, even though Barnaby can't help but stare at the sight Kotetsu offers as he flops down onto one end of the couch, glasses perched on his nose like they've meant to be there all of his life. They might as well have been – he looksgood like this, surprisingly. A little … distinguished, even? Either way, Barnaby islooking, and looking quite a bit.

"I'm not that old! They're just reading glasses, Bunny."

Whatever they are, they're good, Barnaby thinks, sliding a bit closer to the other man to peer at him.

"So you're going to be old and blind."

Kotetsu glowers at him. "Did you not just hear what I said – "

And that afternoon was when it became clear that Barnaby could not be held responsible for his actions (even if they were only good ones, of course) when it came to Kotetsu and eyewear.