After a moment the blond youth found somewhere else to look.

The blond youth shook it without hesitation, though is eyes did widen a bit, looking down at Miles.

The blond youth walked a few blocks and caught a taxicab.

The eyes stared unblinking at the blond youth in the chair.

The hand with the glowing ring touched the rigid blond youth.

The lips of the blond youth were smiling as if he saw something funny, amusing.

The blond youth stood, walked to his bed, and lay down fully clothed.

It was the room of the blond youth they watched as if to be sure of what he did.

The blond youth had surprised him, he admitted to himself, smiling slightly.

The blond youth who was driving leant across the front seat.