[... She's right. She shouldn't be doing this. In all the stories he's read, to friends cry for no real reason?

No, that's not the way it goes. Now that she's smiling, Luke pulls his hands back to put the backs of them on his hips instead. He frowns, and he feels annoyed, but also slightly hurt, especially with what he says next.]

Are you sure you want to be friends? You keep looking sad around me, and now you're crying! It's like being friends is the last thing you want to do.