[It takes him a while to scrape himself from the floor. The combination of her being here, and this entire thing being downright awkward is starting to become frustrating. He just nods, comes towards her a little, and steadies himself on the door.]

I'm sorry. But- you really- [He has to pause. Collect himself. Stare at the floor. Anything to keep from wanting to claw his way into her mind.] You really should go. At least for a bit. I don't really know what I just tried to do to you, so-

[He motions for her to move along, so he can close the door.]