[...Oh no, he moved back. Marianne's look seems slightly put out for a moment, and the deflection is...not unexpected. But Marianne can't deny the allure of being a little bold, just this once--]

You're better at this than I am. It's...fine, Hubert.

[...]

I'd like to, but...um...could you come back? If that's okay...and not too much to ask...

[Marianne hesitates too, not sure if that's too much to ask for, but...she's trying not to die here, even if her brain is screaming at her not to be so selfish. That closeness is just too wonderful.]