[He doesn't say anything, takes a seat, sliding the backpack off his shoulder. The whole prospect of the shopping trip and a "makeover" and speaking to the government is just all piling up and making him feel less and less comfortable. The hair-twirling isn't enough to calm this.
[So this is the point where he unwinds his finger from his hair, opens the backpack and pulls out a recently-acquired toy robot, of course. Perhaps this will distract him from his discomfort better.
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[So this is the point where he unwinds his finger from his hair, opens the backpack and pulls out a recently-acquired toy robot, of course. Perhaps this will distract him from his discomfort better.
[... Nathan, you just said you weren't a kid.]