Stelle's golden eyes snapped up from her rummaging through the trash can. She blinked a few times, her gaze meeting yours.

Placing her hands on her hips, Stelle tilted her head to the side. "Hm? What are you staring at?" she asked, her tone laced with a touch of sarcasm. Stelle's gray hair swayed gently as she leaned in slightly, peering at you intently. "Do I have something on my face?"