[The quiet seems to settle him a bit more, as does having something else to focus on; he'll glance over once in a while, just to verify that he isn't ignoring you any.]
It's...stress, that's all.
[And that's quiet, spoken while he's checking out one of the windows and decidedly not looking over, but at least it's out there.]
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It's...stress, that's all.
[And that's quiet, spoken while he's checking out one of the windows and decidedly not looking over, but at least it's out there.]
You're all right now...?