
His arms were still at his side as she pressed into him. He was unsure how to deal with such things. She was young, but she certainly did not feel young pressed against him. He slowly but gently pushed her back and into the chair. He moved swiftly away to her to clean up the mess. "It is alright. I am only glad I did not harm you." He caught himself stealing glances at her as he gathered the papers and food from the floor, unappropriated. He kept his eyes averted, "There is no need to cry. I am sorry I frightened you."