There are all kinds of eyes. There big, expressive eyes. There are cruel eyes and so on…
Some people have eyes with which you can tell exactly what they`re thinking. You can practically read their emotions.
The way their eyes would shine or become half closed could easily give away their thoughts on certain situations.
And that`s certainly the kind of eyes Maka Albarn has.
Soul doesn`t know if this is true to all people, but he doubts it. He finds it something that`s reserved for himself as a result of knowing so well. Knowing her better than anyone else in the world did.
He could read as easily as she read the books she so loved.
If she was lying those many times he asked her if everything was okay, he`d know. He would not push the subject further for her sake and out of respect for her personal feelings, but he`d know.
If she did not want to talk about something, anything, he`d know.
If she could not find the words to describe how she felt about something, he`d know what she meant.
If words were not spoken, like it had happened many times before, he`d understand all the things the wanted to say. He`d understand her.
And all those simple, yet meaningful times they`d spend together in which words were not needed, he`d look into her eyes. He`d get lost in them and would not want to come back.
Her eyes told him everything.
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