Hey, I didn't wanna put this on any more than you wanted to put that on!

[Whoops. His fingers snap shut, properly hiding his eyes this time; now he actually can't see her. It's awkward to stand like this, but there's literally no option here that is not awkward, so he'll take what he can get.]

And I'm pretty sure if I tried to swim in this I'd be swimming naked within like, two seconds. Not that I'd mind that, but not like this! That's for late nights with close friends!

[Friends you want to get closer to, sometimes.

The longer he's got his eyes covered for real, the easier it is to calm down; he can't see what she's doing or where she's looking either, so it's harder to be stressed out about it. He's not obsessively reading all her reactions. He even laughs a little, after a deep, calming breath.]

Anyway . . . I'm sorry I had to see you like that like this, but not that I saw you like that! That makes sense, right? You know?