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She took a seat opposite him. Not saying anything, just observing for now. He didn't say anything either, barely showed a sign of recognizing her presence. He flicked dark eyes to her face, just the once, but otherwise, completely ignored her. She raised her eyebrow at this. Leaning back, and crossing her arms and legs, she set herself for playing the waiting game. Never taking her eyes off his face, she wondered how long it would take until he said something.

As the minutes ticked by, her amusement grew as she watched him squirm under the pressure. Exactly what game they were playing, neither seemed to know, and as to why they were playing whatever it was, was a subject which not one of them would even dare to approach on the seemingly rather confusing basis that neither had any idea as to the answer.

He never actually voiced his annoyance, but to her it was as clear as day. The way his darting eyes sped up and seemed to glare at the wires he was working with. How he slowly grew more tensed and hunched over, almost hiding his work from sight, yet too proud to do so completely. His carefully emotionless face flickering out of control every now and then and showing frustration at being subjected to her scrutiny. Unfolding her arms to lean on her thighs, she leant forward; a small malicious smile decorated her face. Her eyes intense on him, yet sparkling with amusement, she paused, knowing his attention was fixated upon what she was about to say, or not say. She seriously debated about staying there, without saying anything until he broke, until realising if she said the right words now, he would do so anyway. She continued to pause up to the point where he seemed to almost speak himself when she finally relented.

'Sooo,' she drawled, watching as he almost flinched, even though he had been expecting it. His eyes locked onto hers. Holding his gaze for a few moments, she then dropped them to the forgotten wires. He looked to see what she was looking at and realised that he had stopped working on them. Furious with himself for playing her game, he continued to work.

'Yes?' he snapped at her, wondering exactly how she had managed to get him so worked up when she had only said one word so far. He had a famous reputation for not showing his emotions, especially to strangers, and would never have thought that it should be threatened by a girl who had only been introduced to him a couple of minutes ago.

Pushing her chair back, she rose to her feet. He observed her again, and his eyes trailed her form as she slowly made her way around the desk. He noted the dark brown, neatly-tied-back hair, pulled back into a ponytail. How her mischievous, dark brown eyes locked into his radiating confidence and intelligence. About his age he summarised, almost surprised at this realisation. He had guessed her to be older than him at first. As she came round the back of him, his eyes left her and stayed fixated forward, as though relying on his ears to tell him of her actions.

Finally stopping by his side she clasped her hands behind her back and leant over as if to see his work better, even though it was obvious she had already had a good view from where she was previously. Now, in line with his ear, she paused once more.
'What exactly are you doing?' She asked a seemingly innocent question. Nevertheless he got a distinct feeling that it had another meaning. He decided to try and get rid of her as quickly as possible.

'Let us not waste time, with me trying to explain something you obviously are not capable of understanding', he told her rather harshly, without feeling the slightest trace of guilt at his harsh words.

Taking her eyes off the wires, she glanced sideways at him. She snickered softly and his eyes shot to hers in shock, finding hers, giving an impression of studying the wires.

He watched her for a while wondering exactly who she was.

'Who are you?', he asked her, truly curious about the answer. He knew she wasn't just anyone. She ignored him in favour of watching him.

A curious boy. Intelligent, obviously. Handsome, in a dark forbidding way. Dangerous? Almost certainly; in her world, everyone she met was, to a certain degree.