[ He reads her expression as disappointment, and - well. That was bound to happen, he supposes. Better to disappoint sooner than later, right? Rather than stringing her along, or... whatever it is he was doing just now.

Still, he can't help feeling a twinge of guilt about it, for whatever reason. He stalls for a few seconds, gesticulating vaguely as he casts about for the right words. ]

Well, no, no. Of course it's not wrong, but -

[ But it's hardly fair if she's the only one enjoying herself, isn't it? ]

- I just think, possibly, you may be overestimating how much fun it's going to be. For you.