Well, that's not. That's not something he's expecting to hear. Hope drops the bag of peanuts (not the aspirin, thankfully), because what. He proposed, which was something embarrassing in and of itself, but offering to make the pendants himself?

Nope.

Nope.

Even worse. Those things were usually store-bought but custom or handmade ones by artisans were... something else. His parents had theirs custom, he remembers.

Which is why he buries his face in his hands again, to make sure no one sees how red he is in utter shame.

"I am so, so sorry for the thoughtless remark."