As he stood and hurried out, mixing up English with another language - Russian? - she stared after him, eyes wide. Well. Maybe honesty wasn't always the best policy. Pushing her chair away from the table, she hurried after him. Though the sound of crashing frightened her, she didn't pull back. She had screwed this up, and she was going to at least try and smooth things over. Either that, or she'd pack up her things and find somewhere else to stay.
"Ed-" She cursed mentally. Biting on her lower lip, she knocked on the door. "Xavier?" Knocking on the door, she rested a hand on the knob. Without asking permission, she stepped inside, expression worried. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that, it was out of line."