He glances about him curiously, pursing his lips as he finds no one immediately around him; it was safe to say that he may have embarrassed himself before in situations similar to this, and he was being extra cautious right now.

And so, he silently confirmed that the other was talking to him before puffing himself up to appear more inviting. (Birds did it, didn’t they? This was an appearance of friendliness.) In doing so, he believed he could be forgiven for the words that he let slip without any precursor to thought;

“Do you like fruit? Your face makes me want to give you fruit. Has anyone told you that? That you have a fruit face? Does that sound bad?”