(He's coming out to you?? I guess??)

"I don't... I don't like her. I mean I really don't... Like her."

Some more nervous fidgeting, Mason looks across at you, his gaze lingering on your lips just a moment too long. You can see the panic in his expression. He's holding back a lot, stuck on what's safe to say.

"I'm... I'm not.... like that, yk?"