He was lying on his back, watching me with unfocused eyes.
His eyes unfocused as he considered the best course of action.
Her unfocused eyes were looking through mine at something far away.
Her little eyes unfocused for a second, then went wide.
Then his eyes unfocused, a thing I had seen him do before when he was thinking deeply.
She looked up, did a double take through her unfocused eyes, finally putting it together.
She opened unfocused eyes at the sound of the back door opening and closing.
He propped himself up on one arm and turned unfocused eyes to me.
Several times they looked directly at him, but with eyes unfocused and not even a knowing smile.
I turned her over to find unfocused eyes looking through me.