[His face turns really red, really fast - he's sure he could be mistaken for a tomato at this rate, and he's also sure it looks as embarrassing as it feels.
He awkwardly scoots back, almost tripping over himself.] What? No, you've got nothing to--you're crazy smart, Alex.
I shouldn't have, uh,... I'm sorry, too. I shouldn't have been this close to you in the first place.
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He awkwardly scoots back, almost tripping over himself.] What? No, you've got nothing to--you're crazy smart, Alex.
I shouldn't have, uh,... I'm sorry, too. I shouldn't have been this close to you in the first place.