[He doesn't trust, really trust, all that many people. He's glad that she's one of those people he can count on when needed.]

This is blushing? I remember you blushing at the party. [He mutters, mostly to himself than to embarrass her further.] It can be controlled then?

I actually have so many questions...^{all looks so big, and} strange, and my skin _{feels so weird and soft} and there's those things in my...[He was about to show her the goosebumps in his right arm but now that he's wearing clothes he's no longer cold.]...they're gone?

[He doesn't notice, but he wouldn't mind of her being closer.]