Seamus' head drooped even lower at her response. Great, he thought. She sounded a bit hacked off, and he couldn't really blame her, given his behavior over the last day or so. He felt bad about taking his frustrations out on his friends, especially Lav, but he just hadn't been able to help it - everything he'd bottled up over the hols seemed to want to spill out and he couldn't control it.
He scrubbed his hands over his face before straightening and looking her in the eye. "Yeah, I am...if y'can stand t'be around me, that is. M'sorry about this mornin'." He glanced at the empty seat on the bench next to him. "Do y'dare t'join me?" he smiled at her ruefully. "I promise t'try not t'be a git."