[He blinks, and gulps again. His throat is all dry and he isn't sure what's going on. Should he run? Should he stay?]
Let's- go somewhere private, then?
[Instead he says that. And that's the last thing he should be saying. He doesn't know what's going on and right now he doesn't want to think about it. The thought of not being in control of his actions and thoughts... scares him.]