On his reserve to empatheias

[choicedriven]

.....You're worrying too much.

[ He's quiet again, watching for a bit before shaking his head and casting his gaze elsewhere. ]

Don't be impatient and work it out slowly. Stressing out over that 'thing' you have to write for me isn't going to help anything so calm down.

[ There's a small smile; quirky and almost teasing here. ]

It's not like i'm going anywhere.