*hesitates, not wanting to upset you (either of you), but he has no idea who you are (either of you) other than your mother thinks he looks like her twin sons and he doesn't want to go there*
Uhm. I'm... sorry, but I don't... I'm Elliott. *tries for a smile, hoping you'll see how sorry he is, but maybe they can still be friends? or something?* It's nice to meet you, Arwen. Please don't think I'm someone I'm not.