... Yeah. I ... [ _{Corrin sweats a little and takes a breath.} ] Take a seat on the sofa.

[ _{he follows in afterwards and feels like an idiot for not knowing how to make coffee. oh ... what a fool he was.} ]

I'd offer you a refreshment, but ... I can't make coffee. Heheh... maybe one day. [ _{he sits and looks slightly uncomfortable, fidgety and nervous.} ] But, um. A beverage isn't the reason I brought you over here.