[He offered a sheepish little grin as he saw you, rubbing the back of his neck a little. He pauses a moment, trying to gather his thoughts before speaking up.]

". . .A-Ah. . .I was. .ahh. . .Would you. .. goonawalkwithme?"

[The last part was kind of jumbled together, and he was already scolding himself mentally for it. If he could barely even manage that much, how was he ever going to get himself to say what he felt he needed to say?]

" .. I-I mean! Only if you want to! If you don't want to that's okay, really! I just thought. . .Umm. . It's a nice night and all!" [He was talking entirely too fast, entirely too nervously.]