She brightened just a tad when he apologized. His frustration added to his sweetness in her mind, and nothing could convince her of otherwise now that he had shown her that he cared that much about her feelings. People like him seemed to be rare in this city full of murderers, thugs, thieves and...well...just rude people. Eos had been jostled more times than she could count on the street, and it had bothered her the first...secondandthird...time, but she had slowly accepted that was how it was.
"It's all right! Don't worry about it." she patted his arm, giving it a little squeeze, "You shouldn't be so hard on yourself."
His blush didn't go unnoticed. Humming a bright tune under her breath, Eos fairly sparkled when the doors opened again. Holding his hand in a gentle, but surprisingly secure grip - which came from having to deal with the Olympian horses that pulled her brother's chariot -, she hurried down the hall and found her room quickly.
"I'm going to do something for you... More than finding Vincent..." she winked at him, opening her apartment after fishing for her key, "Come inside... Would you like anything to eat or drink?" she questioned softly.