[She shifts a bit to accommodate his form and then hands him his tea, but keeps an arm resting lightly against his back. She takes her own tea and opens the book, glancing at the words. You might think I'm mad indeed]
He is a bit...
[She can tell just by looking at it]
What is your theory?
[And she'll rest her head against your shoulder and listen]
[Action]
He is a bit...
[She can tell just by looking at it]
What is your theory?
[And she'll rest her head against your shoulder and listen]