[ He can stop him easily without even needing to try, the gesture is enough on its own and Allen turns to look at him with clear, harder to read eyes than normal. Bright, but more sharply so. As they are when he sets his mind to something.
He holds his gaze with a long, even stare, like some small contest of wills. Even if it's more that he's warring with himself; is he mad enough to hazard a guess and call him out, or does he relent and try to find a different way to crack that ice.
There are only certain situations where he looks stern, but this is one. ]
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He holds his gaze with a long, even stare, like some small contest of wills. Even if it's more that he's warring with himself; is he mad enough to hazard a guess and call him out, or does he relent and try to find a different way to crack that ice.
There are only certain situations where he looks stern, but this is one. ]
...will you stop looking at me like that if I do?