[he looks at her like she's talking backwards, bewildered at her lack of initiative. the first thing he wants to do is figure out what's going on, but maybe that's not her thing. maybe she's okay with her situation here. the thought is sobering enough to pull him more out of his hungover daze.]

I'm gonna have to check that out.

[he returns the smile with a half-hearted one.]

August. Wanna show me to the library? Unless you have somewhere else to be.