War wounds

I saw this wee chap late this afternoon, all alone at the feeding table.  I didn't initially see his bung eye, but in approaching him to photograph him he allowed me to get virtually within touching distance.  I think he was so hungry that my presence was of no concern to him whatsoever.  When he did turn to face me I saw his eye.......poor wee thing.  I suspect me may have been injured in a feeding table scrap (silvereyes are very cute but can be quite squabbly too) - I hope his injuries weren't sustained escaping from feline claws.......