We stood together in complete silence for ages, it seemed, until he put his hands on either side of my face and looked deep into my eyes. He screwed up his face and bit his lip slightly, as he does when he is thinking. I searched his eyes for a hint to what it was he trying to figure out but his usual glimmer seemed to fade as he too, searched mine.

“What are you looking at?” I asked, squinting at him.

“Nothing” he replied, “Nothing at all.”