"Why are you looking at me like that?"

The question escaped your mouth before you had the chance to think about it, the feeling of someone's eyes staring deep into your soul was so uncomfortable and intense. All you had been doing this entire time was paperwork, had Wriothesley been staring at you the entire time?

"Like what?"

Wriothesley questioned back, smiling innocently, or as innocently as one could after being caught red-handed, but before you could answer he looked back at his work, sipping tea like he didn't just spend the last hour and a half staring at you.