Love his face.

was hoping he would pull out a mirror... now i feel like a loser

oh my god your clever

I knew it was coming, could feel it like the specter of death approaching, but I didn't click away. Perhaps I didn't feel I deserved to click away. I just waited for the inevitable. Finally after what seemed an eternal seven seconds, he turned his head, and as expected, looked at me. His piercing blue eyes seemed to know, to know what I was thinking and what I had done, to know my guilt. I held his gaze, until oblivion came and released me from my shame. Still I take solace in the thought, though it would never compensate for the road of misery I have tread, that perhaps I had helped save one solitary turtle, a better being than I...

ouch