Gor gasped in a breath and held it for a long moment, trying to find his center of calm. Obviously, panicking wasn't helping -- any idiot could see that. By the time he managed to say something intelligent, his face was as pale as hers was red.
"S-s-sorry," he finally stammered.
Way to come off as a complete creep, he congratulated himself, wanting to lock himself away somewhere forever now. This always happened to him...
Looking at her, he was surprised to see that she wasn't girly at all, really. She looked more like one of his kind of people than, well, most girls. That was somewhat reassuring, and it helped to steel his nerves.
"Um, it's p-probably r-really shook up now. S-so, um, you-you might w-want to g-get your ow-own."