Tzirret angled his head to one side, thinking. "Most of the time, when Tzirret was around you, he was nervous because he did not want to say something stupid around you." Tzirret swallowed, "He ended up doing that anyway, but...there were plenty of other things. The voyage, the slavers, getting found by Vile's forces...there are very few times when Tzirret is not nervous about something, but he thinks that when he was around Ma'tanza over the past few weeks, he was nervous because of his feelings."

Tzirret looked at the ground ahead of him and added, "Oh, there was also the first week or so that he met you, it was your body." Tzirret immediately got the feeling that he had left his words up to too much interpretation, so he tried to clear the air. His tone became progressively faster and more flustered, "B-but you are probably used to that from other boys. This one is used to it now- um...not his body, but your body. Tzirret never had to deal with people staring." Tzirret blinked hard, widened his eyes, and tried to snap out of it, "Anyway! It was that, then it wasn't, because Tzirret grew fond of you for your kindness and strength, and..." Tzirret let out the rest of his breath. "This one hopes he is not being annoying..."