[He gives a sheepish shrug at the sharp, confused look on her face. Sometimes he forgets to move at human paces.
There's something else in her eyes he can't quite place that makes his stomach flutter. He almost winces at the high-pitched answer, but manages a small, awkward smile.] Yeah, no problem.
[He's painfully aware of how close they are right now and he can't handle it, so he makes sure she's steady and lets go of her. He busies himself with trying the buttons on the elevator, but nothing happens.] I think we're stuck.