"Happy Holidays" he said with a smile, licking his bottom lip. He needed something to occupy him. He was thinking too much. He fidgeted in his chair. Relationships, he decided, should be like ops. Strategic, well thought out, and with calculated odds. Sure, there was always the prospect of something unexpected, but you could plan for that.
Of all things, he hated to be out of his element. His element wasn't normal people's element but it was his and his own personal comfort zone. He really wished he'd gone to target practice or something to blow off steam.
"So apparently I suck at this" he said, randomly, because if he didn't say something at that moment, he probably would've chickened out. "This relationship talk thing that I want to have but don't have the slightest clue how to. My sister thinks I'm challenged..."