[At first, of course, she's distracted, but as she glances sidelong at him Warsman feels the first prickle of her gaze settling on him properly. It was probably foolish of him to expect her to miss it; one of the many problems with being so large, he supposes, is that even the smallest of gestures are magnified.
He is, at least, anticipating the question, saving him the embarrassment of being caught off guard, but that doesn't help him answer it. There is, he reasons (or maybe excuses), not very much he can do in the way of explaining while she's still on the phone.]
I-it's fine. Don't worry. [The next thing to do is seize upon a distraction, and the fact that she seems ready to move upstairs will do nicely. The overnight bag is covering the suitcase's smaller handle, but that doesn't bother him especially; he takes the extended handle and lifts the whole thing, steadying it with his free hand so that he can begin his ascent.]
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He is, at least, anticipating the question, saving him the embarrassment of being caught off guard, but that doesn't help him answer it. There is, he reasons (or maybe excuses), not very much he can do in the way of explaining while she's still on the phone.]
I-it's fine. Don't worry. [The next thing to do is seize upon a distraction, and the fact that she seems ready to move upstairs will do nicely. The overnight bag is covering the suitcase's smaller handle, but that doesn't bother him especially; he takes the extended handle and lifts the whole thing, steadying it with his free hand so that he can begin his ascent.]