[He pauses over that question, does he need anything. Leans back in his chair and sighs at the ceiling, eyes tired because last night constituted as little more than a broken-up series of naps. Comes back to it.]
With all due respect sir, there isn't much of anything for you to do. It's fine.
written; don't mind at all!
With all due respect sir, there isn't much of anything for you to do. It's fine.