"No," he said quickly, stepping forward and halting awkwardly. "No, wait."
No, no, no. Kriff, he was bad at this. She wasn't feeling any better than when she'd arrived. Maybe worse. More tense. She was probably right to go. To someone who knew what she needed and could provide it. Like that Wade fellow. Why did that thought occur to him and why did it bother him so much?
"Please stay," he requested softly. His original offer had been sincere and he genuinely wanted her not to leave now. "Have some tea. Please. I won't... say anything. About that. Please."