Y-Yeah. [Miyano swallows hard, feeling the heat from his blush on his cheek and neck and ears. He must look ridiculous, but he has to see this through, now. He'll seem like even more of a fool if he stops.

So he looks down at his hands, knotted in the shirt across his thighs and says as quickly and smoothly as he can:] A-And if you really meant it and don't mind that I might be bad at it at first I'd be willing to give it a try if you still want that of course.

[Then he clamps his mouth shut, peeking up at Bruce from under his shaggy hair.] D-Do you? Still want that?