It's honestly perhaps a combination thereof. How can one be embarrassed by one's lack of something and not be jealous of another with an apparent abundance of it? But that is neither here nor there. It's not her fault, after all. Not that he's in the situation he is, at any rate. He certainly shouldn't be taking his problems out on her.

Although it's certainly embarrassing to hear it phrased like that, for sure. He bristles slightly, glancing sideways at her and straightening in his seat on the bench. "I've got it under control," he says, which may or may not be a lie, but that's neither here nor there, all things considered. He raises his coffee stiffly, taking a sip from it and frowning as he realizes it's cooled a little too much for his tastes. "Well. You've. Probably got better things to be doing than entertaining the likes of me." He moves to stand, glancing down at her as he does. "Enjoy the book, yeah? If. It's the sort of thing to be enjoying, that is."