"Oh." Malcolm breathes a small sigh of relief. This might not be as awkward as he thought it would be. "That's okay. You're cute too, but, um..." He smiles crookedly. "I think I'm too old for you." She seems young, and Malcolm tends to act even older than his 32 years. He's what people would call an old soul; he'd call himself an old man.

"I hope I didn't complicate anything between you and the person you're interested in."