Aw shit, now he's scared her off. Alex hovers in indecision for a minute when she backs right out of the room, torn between vehement self-justification and unexpected regret. Not everyone can be held accountable for the things they did while asleep, without their conscious consent, and a chill rattles down his spine at the thought. He's watched enough footage of himself wandering out into the open with no memory of the experience -

No.

He's not thinking about that.

But he follows her into the hall (taking care to lock the door behind him, thanks), shoulders sagging.

"Look, I - I didn't mean - " Well, no, he really really did mean that, but she's so obviously scared and apologetic that - goddamn, well now he just feels like an asshole. "I'm sorry. I just - you took me off guard."

Jesus Christ. Why is he the one apologizing to her now?