vs. fidget

“Charlie will be here in five minutes. Keep it simple.”
	Esme nodded once and came to take my hand. “The main thing is not to sit too still or move too fast,” she told me.
	“Sit down if he does,” Emmett interjected. “Humans don’t like to just stand there.”
	“Let your eyes wander every thirty seconds or so,” Jasper added. “Humans don’t stare at one thing for too long.”
	“Cross your legs for about five minutes, then switch to crossing your ankles for the next five,” Rosalie said.
	I nodded once at each suggestion. I’d noticed them doing some of these things yesterday. I thought I could mimic their actions.
	“And blink at least three times a minute,” Emmett said. He frowned, then darted to where the television remote sat on the end table. He flipped the TV on to a college football game and nodded to himself.
	“Move your hands, too. Brush your hair back or pretend to scratch something,” Jasper said.
	“I said Esme,” Alice complained as she returned. “You’ll overwhelm her.”
	“No, I think I got it all,” I said. “Sit, look around, blink, fidget.”
	“Right,” Esme approved. She hugged my shoulders.
	Jasper frowned. “You’ll be holding your breath as much as possible, but you need to move your shoulders a little to make it look like you’re breathing.”