He lowered his eyes. "I want you to be comfortable," he said softly. He leaned on the back of a chair, fingers going tight around the wood. He was trying so hard to be... proper and honourable and brave. Respectable. Someone she would want to talk to...
"I... I'd like to walk," he said, glancing up at her shyly. "The, uh, films are... interesting." He didn't understand how it worked, but it was incredible.