He knew enough that he should at least look apologetic, which he did. She had to know he hadn't meant anything by it.

"Wow," he finally managed out, letting out an uncomfortable laugh. "I did not mean to say that outloud. But - I mean -"

He was stammering and he knew it. He stopped himself before he made an even bigger idiot out of himself. In the background, Michael was doing an even better job at doing just that.

"Sorry," he settled on, focus on her, sounding close to meek. "Do you want me to, uh, not stick around?"