...sorry. [He sounds a bit defeated, but decides to busy himself by actually going for the sweet roll and filling his mouth with it before he can say anything else stupid. He chews it for a while, staring at the table, simultaneously hunting for a new and less catastrophic conversation topic, and being mad at himself for being so impossibly awkward. It's not very productive.]
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[He sounds a bit defeated, but decides to busy himself by actually going for the sweet roll and filling his mouth with it before he can say anything else stupid. He chews it for a while, staring at the table, simultaneously hunting for a new and less catastrophic conversation topic, and being mad at himself for being so impossibly awkward. It's not very productive.]