His thoughts concertinaed fiendishly against each other, and his steady gaze must have caressed her skin or fingered her locks of tar, for she glanced up from the book that had her riveted, and her eyes were iridescent with wondrous curiosity.
The eyelock barely lasted a second, yet to the smitten admirer it was a fiercely beautiful eon before he turned away, focusing instead on the cluster of chattering adolescents in front of him with unnecessary fascination, rather as if he were an alien scientist sent to investigate the social interactions of humans.
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