Remy called the attendant to cash in the chips, then eyed her, grinning. Her mention of his eyes made him wince a little, but he shook his head. "Born and raised with them. Dat's why they called me Le Diable Blanc, as a kid. The white devil." He shrugged. "Just part of being a mutant, which I am." His eyes flicked to hers, warm, and brilliant in the light. His smirk was wide as well.

He lifted a single card, and if glowed pink, then shattered in a puff of pink energy. "Why, don't you like my eyes, beautiful? They like you, for sure."