I stood for a moment to watch him , to see if he would in fact succeed in picking up that pinkish mystery object . But he struggled . Then I stood for one more moment to see if any of the sleek passers - by would suddenly observe his distress and stop to help him . But they did n't . And then I felt his helplessness and embarrassment .

Question: Why is the narrator so empathetic about her male friend ?
Answer: She can tell he 's furious .None of the above choices .She can tell he 's nervous .She can tell he 's dangerous .