A small nod. Right. Right, he's being selfish. So bloody selfish. How dare he think he's got it worse than anyone else here? And York's fine to tough it out himself, even if he shouldn't have to.
He can wait patiently. He's always had an abundance of patience for these kind of things, unless there's something more urgent that needs doing. Not the case here, obviously.
He's getting twitchy. Needs something. That table covered in tablets is just so messy. So messy. How can anyone find anything to read like that? Malcolm practically slithers out of his seat, like he wants to keep all extraneous movements to himself, like he wants to not be noticed. At least that part of it is always right. They aren't even in any order. The dates are all skewed, all the topics are mismatched. Needs organized. He has got to organize them.
Day 222 - afternoon - action
He can wait patiently. He's always had an abundance of patience for these kind of things, unless there's something more urgent that needs doing. Not the case here, obviously.
He's getting twitchy. Needs something. That table covered in tablets is just so messy. So messy. How can anyone find anything to read like that? Malcolm practically slithers out of his seat, like he wants to keep all extraneous movements to himself, like he wants to not be noticed. At least that part of it is always right. They aren't even in any order. The dates are all skewed, all the topics are mismatched. Needs organized. He has got to organize them.