"Oh! Well, uhm, d-don't let me take it from you." He offers it up to her with a little gesture and places it on the table in her direction.

"I, I'm not married to it or anything, I mean-- they're all quite lovely, right? It makes it hard to choose." Oh, he's no closer to picking one as he was when he started this. And now he's worried he might be taking something someone else really likes. "Maybe you should pick first. So I, uhm, h-have less options."