He pauses and looks up at her, taking a moment to wonder how he missed her walking in or out of the store. His eyes drift from her face to the book in her hand and he stumbles over his words briefly.

"Oh, ah-- thanks." He takes it, examining it while his eyebrows knit together. "Haven't tried Welsh yet. I've kind of been avoiding it..."

He speaks with a nervous honesty that feels foreign to him. Swallowing, he gathers himself and gestures with the book. "Sure you don't want it?"