Gendo shifted his head minutely. His glasses flashed at Rei. Backlit by the reflected sunlight from the surface, he was a black shape with only the flash of his lenses to highlight his form. He was like a perched demon, sitting in judgement.
When one watches some tired hack on the platform mechanically repeating the familiar phrases...one often has a curious feeling that one is not watching a live human being but some kind of dummy: a feeling which suddenly becomes stronger at moments when the light catches the speaker's spectacles and turns them into blank discs which seem to have no eyes behind them.
