[A quiet Elliot was a worrisome Elliot alright. Craigs weren't exactly known for their quiet disposition. he was mostly lost in thought, trying to process the truck he just got hit with. Marriage. M a r r i a g e.

Jusis's question snaps him out a little of it at least]

W-What do I think?

[He glances at the rings, feeling like he's suddenly been handed a live explosive. ]

I-I don't know! [He holds up his hands in surrender] Look, I'm someone who needs like 30 minutes minimum to decide what I want to order for dinner. I thought we had at least five years to think over the m-marriage question, so this is a little sudden-

Gah- [He's rambling. He can tell he's fumbling this]

I mean, to be clear, I do love you and hoped we'd spend our lives together, but--

[He trails off into a noise of anxiety. He's doing great here]