Shen Wei nods. His usual vigilance might have caught that already, in the colors in his eyes weren't so distracting. "Heimdall," he returns. He's doesn't seem like the sort of god that would allow a break in patrols for something as inconsequential as colors, part of the reason Shen Wei pledged to him in the first place, but just now his loyalty is a terrible inconvenience.

"I'm meant to be working, but I don't know if I can like this."