Galen shakes his head again and finally looks up, just missing that violet flash. It's hard to describe that he feels different, and how he feels different -- but at least he has somewhere to start. He can focus on the weirdness of being able to see without his glasses, instead of the memories of last night that are slowly becoming clearer.

"Uh -- I don't need my glasses." He peers down at where Kenzi is perching. Fucking weird. "So that's something. And I feel weird. Like -- fuck, something in my head, I dunno. -- Not in a bad way. Just."