The silence that hangs between them feels like it drags on forever, and he flushes with embarrassment, suddenly feeling wrongfooted. He's probably said the wrong thing. Maybe being a squid isn't so weird when it happens to everyone. For all he knows, maybe she likes being a squid.

He rubs at the back of his neck, and looks away while she avoids his gaze. "I, uh. I mean. It might be awkward?" This whole everything is awkward. "But maybe not too awkward? Unless - unless, you think it would be?"