Her dissipating tension relaxes his own, and he smiles at her, although it's small.

"It's alright." He rests his hand on the bed behind him, leaning back to look out at the room. Really the whole thing was sort of his fault anyway. He'd started that mess and then hadn't even said anything about it to her. He hesitates, before looking Annabelle's way again.

"I'm sorry, for acting without thinking last night."