Stella felt like there was something burning into her side. She gave a very slight turn and realized that Orky's gaze had been focused on her... 'Eh? Did I do something?' Stella briefly thought back over what she had done since Orky came around, but nothing came to mind. His stare seemed unfocused, as though she wasn't even what he was looking at. 

Even still, Stella felt very uneasy. She had seen a look like that before. In her case, they were usually fixed directly on her and her hardlight blades. It was the look of someone who was backed against a wall. She weighed the pros and cons of cloaking herself just so she could move out of his view - before the fork he was carrying snapped in his hands.

Stella flinched from the metal [i]crack[/i]. But that seemed to have snapped Orky back to a more friendly state, and he apologized after coming back to his senses. Stella let out her breath, which she realized she was holding. "D-Don't worry about it." Stella mumbled to Orky's apology. She averted her gaze from those who had turned to her because of the cracking.