However familiar this man might be with his family’s history, Tito thought, he would not know about the orishas. Explaining that it had been Eleggua’s choice to use the Bulgarian’s gun would not help. "Not in his face," Tito said. "Low. The cloud stung his eyes, but they would not have been cut." This was probably the truth, as Tito remembered, but the choice, if one had been made, had been Eleggua’s. "Water would relieve the blindness."