The analyst was working on a script, not for a review or anything, but a script for a possible pilot or a movie, he sighed as he soon had a hint of writers block and by a hint it was complete writers block, he soon had his head fall down and he groaned a bit "Darn it...I'm NO GOOD!!"

[ Hajime, hearing the boy’s groan, turned away from the bookshelf she was facing and stared down at him with some concern. ]      Hey, are you alright?