Ocean's Breath Plateau i just need to speak and bespoke

At the laugh, the greyscale boy's face flamed. He was embarrassed - of course he hadn't meant it that way. He was an idiot for even letting himself think about it. Whatever weird way of speaking it was, it was clearly not meant as an...innuendo...or whatever. 

He was embarrassed, yes, but also the male was very...pretty...when he laughed. It was only because he was thinking about it, of course, mates and love and that...stuff. He had no experience with that. His father had been long gone when Diaval had started to form memories of the world and his mother never had another companion while he was around. And Diaval? Of course not. 

But then - "But it can if that is what you desire. So long as you take me to dinner first."

Diaval choked, sputtering a bit as he took several steps back. "That's not -!" Husband? Dinner? Diaval still wasn't exactly sure what kind of conversation they were having but he had a much better idea, now. "No-no, I mean-" he fumbled. "You-you're...very...nice looking but-uh, I...can't catch food too good...right now." he finished dumbly. That was how you let someone down easily, right? He knew he wasn't supposed to hurt feelings...right?

He should leave.