[ A despondent look crosses Josh features as Rethe rises from his seat and he wonders if he's crossed a line he shouldn't have by pointing out something that's made the angel clearly uncomfortable.

He sighs then, nods reluctantly before deciding to throw caution to the wind: ] You weren't disturbing me.

[ A hesitant smile, at that. ] I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable, Rethe. We can talk about something else? Or, [ he gestures to his tablet ] you could join me in finishing this?