"You're wot mate?" Not that he had heard her wrongly the first time or that he's intentionally making her repeat herself but he's just shocked, he says. Absolutely gobsmacked.

"I'm-- I'm--! Umm!" His shoulders rise as the tension mounts in his tight chest. He doesn't know what to say, it's like. Yes but no.

"I can't imagine anyone not being interested!" He starts. "Youuuu. Look. Very lovely." He gestures up and down with his palm open and facing the sky, like he's showing off a vase at the antique roadshow rather than talking about a woman. "And I'm sure you... are most excellent... casually. Sexing. But Iiii'mmmmnnnot. Casual... Sexual... casually... looking for casual... um..."