"Well. Um. Good," he mumbled, looking away. His face was positively on fire. Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair and said quietly, "Look, I- I'm sorry about- well, I'm not really good with people, and I'm sure I'm just coming across as this crude dunce-"
He snapped his mouth closed, going even redder, if that was possible. "And now I'm babbling. Sorry." He sighed again, dragging his hand down his face. Perfect. Just perfect.