"No! God, I'm not... You don't have to say anything, it's just. Okay, I'm kind of making a big assumption here, but it seems like, whatever this is? It's new. Or you're just figuring it out, and that freaks you out. Like, a lot. And the reason I'm kind of majorly overstepping to say this is because I, uh. I know what that's like."

Grimacing, he rubbed a hand across the back of his neck, his steps slowing as they approached the Impala.

"If I'm wrong, and you want me to shut up, I'll be more than happy to. We can just walk. Or I can give you a ride somewhere."