There it goes again, I think my heart's gonna break my shirt, the way he says my name all casual like that. I swallow, hard, and I still can't really breathe good, but I manage to choke out a 'sure' and a nod.

Of course, I totally missed his nod towards the futon so I sort of direct him to my desk chair instead and sit him down on it and then crouch down in front of him, except even then I come up nearly to his shoulder.

"A-aa-are you okay?" I internally curse my stutter, but at least I got the question out.