Sure thing. [he's answering heiji, but he's still looking at hershel... okay. whatever. he gets up and holds the book he was reading earlier and looks around the garden, slightly self conscious. he kind of wants to leave, now that these two might be finished with him, but he doesn't want to be rude. that would be very unlike him.]

Sorry. I don't mean to be impolite, or - or come across as ungrateful, but... if you don't need anything else of me, I might, uh. Go.

[HERSHEL'S CALL HERE DO YOU WANT TO KEEP PUNCHING HIS ARM??]