Looking up at him, she wasn't at all surprised to find him staring at her. Mainly because she had felt his eyes burning into her and she found herself wishing that she could actually read minds instead of moving things around with a bit of focus. Holding her fork, she twirled it lightly on top of the waffle, swiping it through the tiny bit of whipped cream that she had added to the top.

"What?" She asked softly, arching a brow at him curiously.