As Sébastien hopped down from the tree to head to the girls, he felt as if there were eyes on him. Not one, or even two, but multiple sets of eyes. It made him extremely uncomfortable, particularly since it felt as though it had come out of nowhere. One minute, there weren't any, and the next, there were multiple eyes on him. No, it wasn't uncomfortable. Instead, he would say that it was disconcerting, especially since the eyes didn't feel harmless. Even if it wasn't aimed at him, he could feel the unadulterated malice contained in the gaze.