Because I was coming down the hall, dropped my day planner and you graciously came to my assistance. Why you construed that bit of fumble as "something wrong", I have no idea.
You could have snatched it out of my hands and carried on your way without bothering with a word of thanks, but I'm still holding on to it, and we're still talking. [It's not like he needs an excuse, or for there to be anything 'wrong', so to speak, in order to start up a much-needed conversation.]
Her saturnine look only deepened. "Forgive me, Mr. Lancaster, for having a smattering of common courtesy not to do so." Claudia tilted her head just the slightest, eyes narrowing a bit. "However, if you prefer such rudeness, I can certainly manufacture more than you'd imagine."
That's true. It takes time and effort on your part to immerse yourself back into life here. Is there something about your time overseas that you think is making readjusting a little difficult?
Common courtesy, she called it. Yet most people who were keen to avoid shrinks and their tendency to (over)analyse behaviours and conversations felt very much inclined to run for the hills from the moment Nicholas started talking.
"You still haven't answered my question. Do you often try to avoid dealing with your own situation by creating issues for the people around you who get a little too close?"
Well, at least tell me about you then, and how things have been since you got back. Do you feel you've been less sociable than you were before? How do you spend time after work? Have you had any trouble sleeping?
Yeah, now and then. My nerves are a little jumpy. I know everyone's wondering about me, and it bothers me, mostly because I can't make them not. I want to fit in, but it's not that easy.
[Pinball. Now the rest of it clicks into place neatly, like a floating piece of jigsaw that has finally found its place in the puzzle.] Maybe you felt you could do better.
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