[ Oswa-- Glen (he still catches himself in old thought patterns even a couple months after the ascension ceremony) had been gazing outside for quite some time. The stars - even exploding ones - are some of the least strange thing about this place, all things considered. The bright glitter of the stars and now the colored swirl of the nebula serve mostly to remind him of the Abyss.
For the most part, he has simply lingered and ignored those passing by, but the gasp nearby is enough for him to tear his eyes away, meaning only to glance - but no, the familiarity of the boy holds his attention, and almost without realizing it, Glen openly stares at Oz. The boy's appearance and something about the air around him is disturbingly familiar.
Glen's stare can at times be pretty intense even when he's not murderously angry, so poor Oz might very well get that feeling of eyes boring into the back of his head. ]
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For the most part, he has simply lingered and ignored those passing by, but the gasp nearby is enough for him to tear his eyes away, meaning only to glance - but no, the familiarity of the boy holds his attention, and almost without realizing it, Glen openly stares at Oz. The boy's appearance and something about the air around him is disturbingly familiar.
Glen's stare can at times be pretty intense even when he's not murderously angry, so poor Oz might very well get that feeling of eyes boring into the back of his head. ]