[ It's certainly more curiosity than boredom in Harold's case. Normally he knows almost anything he'd want to know about someone prior to him even meeting them, or at least shortly thereafter; he's an inveterate hacker and a paranoid snoop. In Etraya, he has to do things the slow, painful way -- by actually socializing. He's still curious, still wants to know, but has to take it cautiously.
It's quite a pain, really. At least playing chess isn't a hardship for him. And he won't contest the chess set being valuable, though he suspects it's more for sentimental reasons than anything else. Crane's reaction is one thing, but Harold's experience getting annoyingly personal 'gifts' here is telling on its own. ]
I operate the local library; you're more than welcome to use it, [ he responds, chasing lightly after that evasion, trying to pin something down in his response. ] My name is Harold Finch.
[ It's an appropriate point to introduce himself, and Harold is all over courteous. ]
I'm so sorry for the wait!!
It's quite a pain, really. At least playing chess isn't a hardship for him. And he won't contest the chess set being valuable, though he suspects it's more for sentimental reasons than anything else. Crane's reaction is one thing, but Harold's experience getting annoyingly personal 'gifts' here is telling on its own. ]
I operate the local library; you're more than welcome to use it, [ he responds, chasing lightly after that evasion, trying to pin something down in his response. ] My name is Harold Finch.
[ It's an appropriate point to introduce himself, and Harold is all over courteous. ]