[An awkward silence nestles between them. Hans looks about the room, as if he can find something to help him. There isn't a way out -- only forward. He dug this hole. He can climb out of it.]
... um.
[Hans shifts his weight from one leg to the other.]
I don't want to pressure you. I wouldn't blame you if my rotten mouth soured you towards me, either. All I want to know is... [Just say it.] ... do you want to know me more intimately?
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... um.
[Hans shifts his weight from one leg to the other.]
I don't want to pressure you. I wouldn't blame you if my rotten mouth soured you towards me, either. All I want to know is... [Just say it.] ... do you want to know me more intimately?