[... Wait, was that--no, he's just being overly hopeful, isn't he? Still, if she wants to spend more time with him, he's never going to argue that. In some sense, all of his dreams are coming true right in front of his eyes--just not in the way he was hoping for, exactly.

Regardless, there's no time for that. He shakes his head vigorously, not as a "no" but entirely the picture of a boy trying to get his head back on straight in the present.]

O-of course! I'd like--I mean, um! It isn't an inconvenience at all...! [It could never be an inconvenience for you, he doesn't say, but isn't it implied in the enthusiasm of the moment?

He pantomimes opening the umbrella to move the scene forward, and then clears his throat.]

Um... here. We'll have to... stand a little bit closer.