He's been sitting like this for the past twenty minutes. Aside from the occasional head bob, there has been absolutely no movement.
He's either:
a.) been hypnotized
b.) seen the reflection of a basilisk through his plastic Captain Anderson clock and been petrified
or hopefully
c.) asleep sitting up.
Alas, a slow sideways tip, and...
Whew. That was a close one.
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