A dark, dull, skintight gray, the gloves. "Thanks for volunteering," he said, tightening his grip, as she looked straight into his blue eyes. "We’ve been looking for you too." Those eyes widening then, in the instant before the silicone-coated manipulators plunged past her, on either side of her head, to seize him by the neck, his mouth forming a surprised O . She ducked her head as he was whipped out, over her, one of his shoes glancing off her left shoulder.