Al didn't blink. Didn't look away. He stared back, and tried to analyze what precisely in a simple act of crossing stares caused such a variety of sensations.
But there wasn't much to analyze, it was a random feeling and sensation and he was so bad at those.
"I am nervous that if you look at me long enough..." Al frowned, "eventually you'll stop. That makes me nervous too. Just as much as the thought that you won't. And... um.