[Mike pulls back, a little surprised at the question. He really wasn't thinking about much, he was just in his natural, restless state. Mike had had his own thrum about himself even when he's sitting perfectly still, like a badly connected switch ready to flip.
He shakes his head a little sheepishly.] What? Was I moving too much? Sorry, buddy.
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He shakes his head a little sheepishly.] What? Was I moving too much? Sorry, buddy.