She met his eyes.
His expression- politely impassive- said nothing; his silverlit eyes were much more eloquent.
Why are you avoiding me? Where have you been?
She could see those questions, and others, too, crowding his mind, but asked none of them, and she made no move to answer.
Instead, they simply looked, watched, gauged... wanted.
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