[Yes. It's making him very awkward. But he's mostly stopped pacing. He's just kind of standing there. Staring.]
I don't even know where to start with... I mean... not only does all of that sound ridiculous, it's just... I feel offended, as a writer. Even though I'm a different kind of writer.
[Very reluctantly sitting on the very edge of the bed, because awkwardly looming is probably worse than just sitting down. For a second. He's still eyeing the door like it'll fling itself open at any moment.]
Why are you even reading that? Is that the only book that's in here? Please tell me it's not.
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I don't even know where to start with... I mean... not only does all of that sound ridiculous, it's just... I feel offended, as a writer. Even though I'm a different kind of writer.
[Very reluctantly sitting on the very edge of the bed, because awkwardly looming is probably worse than just sitting down. For a second. He's still eyeing the door like it'll fling itself open at any moment.]
Why are you even reading that? Is that the only book that's in here? Please tell me it's not.