...I'll do it if you take over for twenty minutes. But just twenty minutes, okay? No need to draw this out for any longer.

[he wants to sigh at that so badly. what's it say about him that he's starting to get fed up with, well, everything?]

I still have two bags of marshmallows left. [he pauses for at least three minutes, staring off somewhere to the side at a spot on the floor.] One of them is almost done for.

[he looks up at her when he says that last bit.]

Are you going to tell me a story?