[There's some hesitance--Bodhi slightly swaying in the doorway, barely imperceptible, as he considers whether he wants to sit down. After a moment, he decides he probably needs to--if only because this conversation might end up being awkward at best, and awkward and uncomfortably long at worst.

Better to at least be grounded in a seat, lest he pace on top of the inevitable fidgeting.

He enters the room slowly, shoulders hunched a bit, and when he sits on the couch, it's with his knees tucked to his chest. He'll inevitably stretch his legs out in a moment, but for now this is more comfortable.]

Since you kind of work for the city... at what point, do you think, they might reprimand me for not working on my incentive?