[ The funny thing about pacing is that one comes 'round a spot constantly. In fact, Frankenstein has taken to counting the amount of time it takes for M-21 to finish a "lap" as it were.
Idly, he thinks that finally putting That Tree into place would give him something to pace around should he need it again.
He can tell the man needs a walk the distraction. Maybe he does as well.
After a handful of laps, Frankenstein stands by the door of the kitchen, awaiting as he passed by. ]