[Hm. He hadn't quite minded the invasion of his space, although he hadn't quite known what prompted it, either. All the same, he follows Nick's backward motion with his own lean in, elbow propping against his knee.]

More the fact of no one getting a say in it, including whether to be here at all. [He sighs – it's lost under the music.] Every time I close my eyes I'm haunted by the state my inbox will be in when I get back. I didn't even have time to set an autoresponder.

[One eye opens, narrowed.]

But you didn't answer.