[ Not squirming. Nope. No squirming here, because he's stopping himself out of sheer force of will. But he absolutely does go redder. ]

Nothing! Really! Come on, there's hardly any light out there as it is with the storm, and if we wait too long you'll hardly be able to see your hand in front of your lap.

[ -- oops. ] Face! I meant face. Hand in front of your face.