He gave an odd feeling. From across the room his heedless demeanor was evident; though his eyes wavered over the room and over me. He had crisp blonde hair that looked like silken sun rays and lurid eyes of a deep grey shade. I admit that his obvious confidence made the room feel heavy, though while his eyes made knees feel weak his gestures gave away his own uncomfortable sense of self. Being surrounded by family seemed to calm him his nerves, his shaky hands now hidden behind silhouetted people seated next to him; he disappeared within the seats. As I began to leave my seat he arose from his hidden cage to give me one last craving look. Though while his eyes spoke eagerness, his hand still shook.