He thinks about Day’s question for a few seconds. He hasn’t had company in weeks, so maybe it would help if someone stayed around for a little while. And a thing that would help… Well, he really likes chamomile tea. It helps him calm down, but again, he hasn’t had it in a long time. He’s afraid that he might sound needy, though.
"Would it be okay if you stayed for the night? If…That’s okay with you."
It felt really awkward saying that, so awkward that he actually felt a little embarassed…And a bit anxious. He doesn’t know how Day will react to the question. It just didn’t sound right for some reason.
When all of the nervous thoughts were dying down, he then noticed that it got unbearingly quiet in the room, so he pretends to cough to break the heavy silence. Great. Now he feels like he’s bothering him. He should’ve stayed quiet.