"Same..." Jay stammers, distracted. "Same here. Don't have any real records yet, but, uh--"

He's not gonna climb over the table. Can't very easily, with the camera in his hand. He can't say he's not thinking about it, though.

"Can I--?" He reaches, but doesn't grab it. "That book, can I, like--can I borrow it? Or just read it or something?"

The bullshit that happened back home didn't come with research. It barely came with help. He's gonna take the opportunity when he gets it.