Finally, mostly because he can't think of any other way out of this situation, he lets Ninon pull his hands away from his face, though it takes him a moment before he can muster up enough courage to actually look at her.

"I'm sorry," he says eventually, shrugging his shoulders up high and still bright red in the face. "I..." he trails off, not having anything else to say to that, and in the end just winds up pressing his lips tightly together, rolling them between his teeth and fighting the urge to shift uncomfortably.

He's very sticky.