"I was," he replied with his brows still raised and a somewhat amused grin on his lips. He ran his fingers through his hair, and shrugged in response to his final question. "I'm just sort of browsing." He glanced at the shelves. "Always on the hunt for something new, you know?" He glanced back at Teddy. "Different worlds, different voices, new adventures," he said, "kind of hard to choose from." Did he sound like a nerd? He totally sounded like a nerd. If he could sigh without it seeming shamefully self-conscious, he would.
"What about you?" he asked. "Are you looking for books or are you just here for the pastry delights and caffeinated sin?" Like a ninja, he steered Teddy away from the self-help section. He didn't need Teddy to know he was sifting through self-actualization texts and ways of gaining self-confidence. Not when, it was clear, that Teddy was actively trying to get to know him for whatever reason.