No, it was in your every right to refuse me... I think.

[There, there is his doubt. Relish in it. But she's smiling so brightly for him that it makes him feel bad.

Hesitantly he reaches behind her for one of her hands, and will take it between them if she allows him to. Just in a friend way. He hopes that's what it seems. Regardless he'll still talk.]

I have already given you my thanks, but I still feel as if I must show my gratitude in some way. And... I'm still allowed to go on outings with you, aren't I?