[ He does stop when she asks though, taking that time to check her appearance. She does look like a mess, but he can't blame her for that. He doesn't know everything that's happened. Anything could have. It could simply be because of the letter. It could be anything else. He doesn't want to be selfish enough to presume it's all about him anymore. ]

Thanks. [ His stomach flutters a bit when she finally smiles though, hand reaching back to close the door and follow her into the room. ]

Do you want anything to drink? We probably have soda or water, but nothing perishable. I... haven't had the chance to go shopping yet.