Here's my (equally loved) SBGW003, a Grand Seiko released as an LE of 300 on the JDM to celebrate the 120th anniversary of GS. The first shot, my proud wrist shot in which—as in yours—the hands but hint at their extraordinary impact
shows a handsome timepiece, but... with a little something extra? The second, oriented toward the light in such a way that the hands come alive, tells another story.
As I have written elsewhere, our timepieces reveal the time in a variety of ways. And here, both watches include arabic numerals for each of the 24 hours, perhaps suggesting that it might be easier, or more immediate, to read the time—no momentary indecision about whether or not its four or five, for example, to spoil the party. But you may have noticed—as have I, with mine—that in reading the dial of this magnificent watch there is simply no doubt, ever—not a moment's hesitation for the mind to laboriously record that a particular curvature represents the number 4 (or 5), thus giving you an impression of the hour, because it is actually more the position of the hands that tells the time, than any markings they may be pointing to. These wild blue hands do that in a way totally unlike hands of any other color, and in my (admittedly limited) experience make time-telling as "organic" as it ever could be (absent electrodes implanted in the brain).
I love your Roger Dubuis. Distinctive in so many ways. Truly a marvel. My hat's off to you for having chosen such an uncommonly elegant watch.
Have a good day, and stay safe!