[It's a bit sad that he doesn't even flinch. Maybe he knows too many violent people. Allen's sheepish smile hasn't lessened one bit. He slowly lets go of her with obvious reluctance.]

You're right. Sorry. [He glances up at the window noticing the snow falling outside and tucks a lock of hair behind her ear.] If we want to avoid getting snowed in, we should hurry up.

Ah. But. If you want I'll answer something about me as an apology. [He hesitates with the offer, unsure what she might ask. Last time had been in a word, awkward.]