[That's. Uh. What. He was rapidly trying to piece together a way to assure her that honestly, truly, she'd be better off if she could place those feelings elsewhere, but his efforts just kept getting toppled over every time she repeated the affection.

Something very suspiciously petal shaped did a loop-de-loop on the breeze just past her hair. Kai steadfastly pretended he didn't see it.]

I think, uh, maybe you got the wrong guy.

[Which is its own kind of concerning, if he stopped to think about it.]