Chris felt an energy radiating towards him from the back of his head, so he stopped teasing and pulling Arya's cheeks and turned around to find a man seated at Arya's table gazing at him.
His brown slightly thick eyebrows jumped up in surprise, both at the intense gaze thrown his way and the beauty of the owner of such a gaze.
'Was this handsome man even human with such looks?'
'Who was he?'
Just like what the wolf did a few seconds ago, Chris was also quietly appraising the stranger in front of him that still didn't break eye contact even when he turned around and was looking at him squarely in the face, making him more intrigued.
As Arya watched the two men -well a man and a beast- suddenly start a staring contest, she didn't know why she felt she'd have no peace in the coming days.
So in order to stop their contest, Arya stood between them both breaking their eye contacts in the process.
