[And then all at once the blood starts traveling back up to his brain after being temporarily rerouted elsewhere, the sudden reversal in flow making his face the color of a tomato.]

O-Oh...Oh um...

[He sets Zelda down lightly onto her feet.]

H...How about I clean up the broken vase and...I think...your cat's hungry...? Maybe...?

[Either that or the cat doesn't like Darin which would somehow be even worse.]

O-Or I could feed him...you...probably want to wash up...it's been a long couple of days...and...

...And yeah...