"Oh. Well, uh, that's not a problem, I guess. Good to have a place to ..." Oh god, being social. Why did he decide this was a good idea? Right. Because he needed his tech. Tech made the social stuff more tolerable. " ... work on ... stuff..."

He cleared his throat. "Sorry to bother you, then, I hope I didn't take you away from anything that might, um, I dunno, explode. Worked with a lady once who was always making things explode, heh heh - had banana cream pie in my clothes for a week ..."