He ran his fingers through his fringe again, making more of a mess of it than anything and only managing to get it to cover both eyes or neither. That was annoying. His hair normally wasn't something that he bothered with. It took him a good few moments to really register and understand the question. His head was fuzzy and sluggish. He slowly reached up to touch beneath his yellow eye. "That's Hallelujah's eye," he said with a frown. "When they cut my head open or gave me something bad..." He paused, trying to remember and think about what he was saying without much success. "Super Soldiers have yellow eyes. I'm broken."