Just as Sebastian exited her room, his eyes met sight at the same color hue of sea blue as Freyja that almost made his heart stop beating momentarily. It was eye to eye, meaning it was a man as tall as him, and Sebastian felt cold sweat running through his back. He stood there like a statue that was erected possessing those uncertain dull eyes compared to Freyja that rather than deep, too shallow to begin with that he cannot grasp whether he's holding fury for him, or simply looking at him.
River eyes is what he would like to call him, in comparison to Freyja’s ocean eyes.
“..took you long enough.”