[He starts to say 'I'm not embarrassed' but stops himself because he's not so sure - doesn't know how that'd feel in this context, though he thinks he's instead feeling more lost than anything else. Lost because he's not sure what he's supposed to do here - what he's expected to do. Other people are already ripping at what little they have on, hands all over themselves and others and that feels foreign to him outside of a very specific scenario that no longer applies to him.
He looks at Lottie again, less discreet now that she's addressed him directly. He looks her over in a quick dart of his eyes, feeling his heart hammering somewhere behind his ribs. He's got goosebumps, likely from excitement over arousal, or a mixture of both, because this is new. New and startling with how it can go anywhere, potentially. He could do anything. Why can't he decide what to do, then?]
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[He starts to say 'I'm not embarrassed' but stops himself because he's not so sure - doesn't know how that'd feel in this context, though he thinks he's instead feeling more lost than anything else. Lost because he's not sure what he's supposed to do here - what he's expected to do. Other people are already ripping at what little they have on, hands all over themselves and others and that feels foreign to him outside of a very specific scenario that no longer applies to him.
He looks at Lottie again, less discreet now that she's addressed him directly. He looks her over in a quick dart of his eyes, feeling his heart hammering somewhere behind his ribs. He's got goosebumps, likely from excitement over arousal, or a mixture of both, because this is new. New and startling with how it can go anywhere, potentially. He could do anything. Why can't he decide what to do, then?]
I'm not used to this. Like this.