"Upstairs. It's cold outside," Dale said, looking at the miserable weather outside. "I'm... Sorry, Dylan," he said, the words almost sticking in his throat as he said them. He wasn't sorry, not in the slightest but he knew he needed to apologise.
He went upstairs, followed by Patrick. He still wasn't entirely sure what he was going to say and quickly his anger was turning to embarrassment at having over-reacted.
"I'm sorry," he blurted out once they were in his room and out of the general hubbub. "I didn't expect this at all."