Okay. [ It doesn't seem like his thought-quieting method is for everyone. ] Oh, it's not dragging. I don't think. Talking to you is nice. [ He talks in his usual unhurried manner as he tries to be reassuring that she isn't bothering him when he's not thinking. Actually, could anyone bother him when he's like that? Henry doesn't think so, but that's probably beside the point. ]

I can do that. [ He blinks. ] I mean, I want to do that. [ Right. He should word it like he's doing it because he wants to be just as nice to her as she is to him. ] The colors are all right. I've never received one so... I don't know what other colors there could be. But these feel right for me.