Schuldig laughed as he turned from the books and sauntered over to the couch, scooping up Reno's discarded reading material in order to give himself room to sit down. "I don't think I'm capable of being nervous, since I'd have to be uncertain about something first and, as a rule, I never am." He gave Reno an amused sidelong glance. "But if you like picturing me as your date, don't let my logic intrude upon your fantasies any."

He lifted Reno's book, dangling it between his fingers to idly examine the title on the spine. "So were you actually reading this, or did its lack of big, colorful pictures disappoint?" By Schuldig standards, the lack of any real malice in his tone turned what could have been a mocking insult into a milder form of teasing than he usually engaged in, but he was trying to be sociable. It was harder than it looked, hence why he rarely bothered.