Neville felt like his cheeks were on fire. He couldn't believe he'd been so bold and decided that it must have been whatever was in the air. He looked at his shoes for a minute and all the flowers sprouting up around them, then rubbed the back of his neck.
"S-so um...what-what's that?" he asked, gesturing to the fruit she'd brought with her, hoping maybe he could mask some of his embarrassment by changing the subject.