[While he's waiting he rocks there, anxiously. He knows he shouldn't nag her. That this loss must hurt, whoever this guy is - wasn't he in the contest a while ago? But no, when she replies, he frowns a bit before putting on a smile and clicking the voice reply again]

No, come on, it'll be good. Seriously, we can go out and do something. Swim, or sports, or whatever you want. Read?