[His pokemon are leaning in so close with their signs, the fingerpaint is about to drip on his dense head.]

Considering the only other person I told out loud was... someone who walked in on us?

Not really.

[Just give him a second to breathe.] It's harder to tell you because I know you better. I value your opinion of me. A lot. And I don't want to do something that would change how you see me.