Do you ever think about how, because mirrors weren’t commonplace until the industrial revolution, Jasper and Carlisle don’t remember what they look like?
That Jasper doesn’t know he had scars before? From the time his mule kicked him in the shin, and when he fell out of a tree rescuing his sister, and twice getting shanked by a bayonet. That he preferred wearing his hair shorter, but the war didn’t afford time for barbers?
That Carlisle doesn’t remember that a guy knocked him out at a bar and his nose healed out of joint? That he assumes his teeth were crooked but they weren’t, and that people used to say he had his mother’s smile?
That in the faintest edges of their minds, they recall others commenting how soulful their eyes were, and that’s the only reason at all they know their color?
But it’s just words, “brown”, “blue”…
…and that in the end, they don’t remember?