"I didn't get into it until my senior year here," he answered, non-evasively for once.

"And yeah, if I was actually working, I'd be wearing goggles. Trust me, I'm all about the eye-protection." He wiped at his left one again, then blew out a short, shaky breath, and reached into his pocket for the patch, because he knew there was no grit in it, he was just being twitchy, and he knew himself well enough to recognize that he wouldn't stop.