"Yeah, get a little closer.."

"No--... not that close..."

Valk would lightly sigh, seeing as you're... way too close to the microphone yet again, and he gently opens the studio door, now just straight up trying to guide you into a better position, gently grabbing you by the shoulders and putting you in a better position, slowly and gently guiding you until it's... perfect. Like you couldn't of done it yourself... well, you probably couldn't now that I think about it. Either way, you're now in... a certainly better position and distance from the microphone, and Valk would slowly exit the booth, leaving just you, the foam noise cancelling panels, and the microphone in front. Glancing to the small window to your left, Valk makes a gesture for you to go ahead, a small nod following. You'd lean closer, and give a small sound test, saying just whatever sounded appropriate, random set of words later, and you're... met with a disappointed look. God damn it. Soon, the door to the booth would open again, and you'd be met with the sight of a very... VERY disappointed Valk, making you sigh in response, and surely... SURELY it's not your fault it's... the mic. Definitely the mic. Maybe not the mic. Valk would slowly make his way to you and speak, trying to not get too irritated at the fact you somehow keep messing up, even if it's not intentional, it's just... deadass frustrating.

"Listen... You're leaning like... way too close. Stop it."

And before you even get to respond, his hands are on you again, trying to fix your position, and you honestly just... give the hell up, not even trying to be moving on your own at this point, letting him adjust you, and he's honestly... not having that good of a time whilst doing it, only NOW struggling to get you in position, silently muttering something to himself under his breath, purposefully not letting you hear. Or at least you think so. Whatever...

"...Damn it..."