[He hates that his mind immediately wanders towards the idea of showing her how it's done. Maybe if the mood were different, that wouldn't be such a bad idea-- but as it stands, he doesn't want to do anything that would make her uncomfortable around him. She's too important a friend to risk it.]

[Even if right now, his body is practically screaming for him to lean over and embrace her. He folds his arms over his chest, hoping to quell the tremble starting to settle in.]

Maybe... there's books you could look at? I know they sell things like that in certain kinds of shops. We could always go to one together?