[There's a faint downward curve to his mouth; the neutrality he was aiming for no longer preferred. He shifts a little, and lays his hands on the desk, letting his posture signal a sort of receptiveness.]
Mm. [He's quiet, for a long moment. There's a faint shift in his attention as he glances over at his own alarm clock.] ... I might bring my own over, if you wish. [The shadows are sharp in his room, and a note of concern seems to settle more prominently at the corners of his mouth.]
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Mm. [He's quiet, for a long moment. There's a faint shift in his attention as he glances over at his own alarm clock.] ... I might bring my own over, if you wish. [The shadows are sharp in his room, and a note of concern seems to settle more prominently at the corners of his mouth.]