Oh, he had noticed the other’s staring but had paid no mind to it for the moment, instead pulling his cloak closer to him before lifting his mug once more- taking a sip of his drink. Gazing over from the corner of his eye, the hunter found it a bit hard to believe that the other still was staring at him- and now that he had a good look at him, was he.. trying to judge him? With that baby-looking face of his? A quiet snort left the Belmont before he closed his eyes, unable to hide a smirk from forming upon his lips.
“Y’know, it’s rude to stare at someone like that for so long.”
The young man had not realized how long he’d been staring at the hunter, a startled expression half-hidden beneath his hood. He couldn’t help but be curious about the man’s presence, what was he doing so close? In fact, the blond was somewhat nervous and although he’d been judgmental, well... he hadn’t meant to offend.
Okay, maybe he had only a little.
“Well, you’re sitting in my seat. I think it’s only fair I be a might bit judgmental.” Indeed, his favorite seat with a nice view of the moonlight had been taken by this brute.