"Yes, that is entirely possible."
OMTLM seemed to look at him with amused eyes. And yet the eyes were hidden behind purple goggles. Marlow had never seen the eyes of OMTLM. He had never seen the eyes of any of the Puds. Even in the Iris Room, in that strangely colored light, it had not been possible to see their eyes.
"Are you compelling me to do something?" asked Marlow.
"I may be compelling you to think of the question that has eluded you."
"Would you swear that I have not been given some fatal sickness?"
"I can swear that to the very best of my knowledge you have not."
"Are you laughing at me with your eyes?"
"No. My eyes have compassion for you."
"I have to see them."
"You are asking that?"