Hannah couldn't help but notice when his entire face flushed. She grimaced, immediately feeling bad. Of course he had only misunderstood or, worse, been saying that to make her feel better. Maybe he had been joking. Yes, that had to be it.
"I- I'm sorry. Just - you're sweet, Neville. You shouldn't be stuck taking care of a single mother and daughter the rest of your life. You deserve to find someone you want to date. You deserve to be happy." Really, that was what she wanted for him. She wanted him to be happy. She looked at him, concerned, when he started to cough.