( He grunts a bit, arm sliding back to his chest where he folds it over the other, across his chest. It's almost as if the smile wasn't even there, with how swiftly he falls back into his normal, disgruntled demeanor. )

Sounds like a nightmare. ( He says, rough, leaning back into the chair. )

I never much cared for newspapers. They sensationalize everything. I suppose it is even worse where you come from, if they disrupted you so.