‘You might not be able to for one reason or another.’

Oh, Sizhui can think of a few reasons, all of which make his ears flush hotly, but one in particular that makes him bite his tongue so he doesn't say anything inappropriate. This is supposed to be serious, after all, and if he's doing that kinda thing, he's not paying attention. He bobs his head in agreement, shifting despite using every ounce of willpower to remain unmoving. “I understand. Perhaps a gesture, then? I don't know if I trust myself to not drop something on accident in the heat of the moment.”