'Bolly no, don't...'

Too late.

He looks down at her, and can't formulate a coherent thought, let alone a decent response.

And he can't ask her to get straight back up, because that would be rude.

He gets down on the floor as well. He can't speak down to her. It feels twattish.

'I dunno what to say. I think...'

No idea what he thinks. Not a Scooby.

'...you'd best ask again when things are a bit better, alright?'

Should he say thanks? He doesn't know. He's never been on the end of a marriage proposal before.

'But - thanks?'