[He shrugged, nodding, taking back the pen and notebook back to write his own response.]
Holy insomnia, I think that's fair. Do you need me to do Batanything?
[He wasn't really sure there would be anything he could do, but he wanted to offer. Having something productive to do and help someone else out was what gave him focus, and he was sort of lacking in that at the moment, outside of dropping off some ibuprofen to his echolocating inmate.]
Spaaaam
Holy insomnia,I think that's fair. Do you need me to doBatanything?[He wasn't really sure there would be anything he could do, but he wanted to offer. Having something productive to do and help someone else out was what gave him focus, and he was sort of lacking in that at the moment, outside of dropping off some ibuprofen to his echolocating inmate.]