I wouldn't mind, but it'd probably be bad to do a contact sport in a place like this. [ He pauses a moment to think. ]

Honestly, I can't quite put my finger on why? I do admire your dedication to your craft, so maybe I was just thinking it'd be nice if I could be like that with something too. [ Could it be part of the uneasiness he feels about adulthood? ] Maybe writing, but I'm still not sure about that.