He was a man about six feet tall, with dark brown hair and steel-gray eyes.

His steel-gray eyes were as harsh and intense as ever, perhaps more so.

The tiny mechanism turned slightly, its steel-gray eyes seeming to smile at the empty thing on the bed.

He studied her more intently, steel-gray eyes meeting near-black ones.

His steel-gray eyes were almost the color of his smooth-parted hair.

Did I see his steel-gray eyes studying me through the eyelets?

Yet before his steel-gray eyes she wondered if perhaps he had enough laran to read it in her mind.

She stared back into his steel-gray eyes, hardening herself against him.

The steel-gray eyes were cold and empty, but Gann could read their message.

One of the women, older, with steel-gray eyes walked forward.