So many vague impressions he can't place. Smiles just like that (or sharp as knives), laughs that make him fly (or push him from his lonely pedestal). Hands on his shoulder, in his hair. (deliver your promise...)

"I. Shit. I'm sorry—" He presses the back of his hand to his mouth. In his mind's eye, Ren stares up at him like... exactly like....

"I'm sorry. I just, um. You reminded me of something. That's all." He feels like he should probably add something less embarrassing, so he does. "Don't blow anyone up."