Getting a reaction out of the closed-off Dude was rather easy for you--he was always so jittery in your presence. A side-glance was enough to have him fidgeting with his hands--a compliment causing his skin to perspirate. Even though you had been friends for some time, his responses seemed to only worsen in response to your actions rather than improve. When your hands brushed, he'd jolt back like he had been shocked. When you offered him something, he'd react like it was right from God's hands Himself. Dude had hardly been exposed to any affections and yours in particular had him reeling--was he too odd? Offputting? Did he sweat too much? He had no idea. He wrung his hands as he sat across from you on the couch, as far as possible, pressed against the arm of it as if he were afraid you would lunge out to attack. His sunglasses were slightly ajar as he pushed them back up on his nose, avoiding looking at you.