Of course, she had to try to move further away from him, which made it that much worse? He was really beginning to hate the fact that he overreacted. Couldn't he have just laughed and let it go? In fact, come to think of it, if he hadn't gotten upset, they probably wouldn't have gotten so detailed with it anyway.
Paul listened to her little rant until she got to the part about not being able to eat and then he waved his hands in a 'stop right this minute' sort of motion, "You haven't been eating?" he demanded before she'd even properly stopped talking, "Dora, I was just ticked. I was never going to stop being friends with you. I just needed to blow off some steam for a while and get it out of my system...I didn't want you to get upset. I should have just let it go to begin with. You never meant anything by it, I know, but I was stupid, you've got to eat something though," he insisted, reaching around and grabbing the pie, absently grabbing his wand and summoning two quils which he promptly transfigured into forks, handing her one and sitting the pie in front of her with a pointed look.