He finished the remnants of cocoa in his mug before reaching back to set it on the coffee table without dropping it, but with a bit of a barely audible 'clink'. Nathan turned back to Savannah and held up his right hand, "I promise I bear you no malice, offense, or ill will." He grinned with the corner of his mouth as he put his put his hand down. "I'm just asking, seriously. And there's nothing wrong with staying inside to read. I just think that there are more creative, certainly more fun, ways to spend your time." He, honestly, wasn't trying to dog the past time of reading but it certainly kind of seemed that way. Nathan Howard couldn't be the man he had become today without a little bit of it, which may seem like a surprise to some.