He is at least mindful once again to close his eyes and keep them that way. When he feels the offered cloth against his hand, Micolash gropes for it a few times before he manages to get it properly into his palm so he can rub his fingers at it. He looks troubled still with this entire situation but doesn't want to be rude either. "It feels. Wonderful. Thank you, Kin. And will this...protect them? My eyes?" Not to mention protect others FROM them.