[He'll silence himself as he spots her red cheeks, his own turning pink as he searches his head for something to say. It's a burden, surely, but he'll endure it for her sake.]
Have you ever been rowing?
[His words are blurted out as he stares at her, still pink.]
The weather should be nicer soon, enough to go rowing. If you were interested...perhaps we could go!
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Have you ever been rowing?
[His words are blurted out as he stares at her, still pink.]
The weather should be nicer soon, enough to go rowing. If you were interested...perhaps we could go!