[There are bodies or is at least a body within close enough proximity to the library to be kept there; this is not comforting.

Small, sharp nod, eyes drift.] -- I'm all right - I am, uhm. [Swallow again.] -- I'm just worried...

[Persistently keeping his eyes off to the sides - that he's glancing back at the paper's probably only evident with his head slightly turning along with them and back away.] ... -- I, erm. -- ...Haven't - actually -- felt an earthquake, before, e - either.

[Just an attempt to say something more, out of a more restless type of uneasiness.]