Brunswick met Wulf's eyes for an instant before averting his gaze and looking around and behind himself to see if Wulf was looking at someone else. However, it was abundantly clear that Wulf was watching Brunswick and no one else.
Wulf stood up and picked up one of the items from the trash pile that Brunswick had thrown away.
"You discarded this one, right? Mind telling me why?"
Brunswick's naturally nervous disposition was already giving him a hard time due to the hectic day he had experienced and due to being surrounded by people he had never met before. Brunswick felt as if Wulf's stare pierced through his body and nailed him to the ground.
Even with his eyes telling him that there wasn't any aggression in Wulf's movements, Brunswick couldn't stop himself from freezing up. But Brunswick also knew that staying silent to a question directly targeted at him might encourage Wulf to use more forceful methods, so he stuttered out an answer.
"B-because it is of low quality, sir."