He was still a little chocked up, but at least he wasn't panicking quite so much. She put some light at the end of this tunnel. If Galatea had cast him out he would have curled up somewhere in a ditch.
His hands were still shaking as he followed her into the kitchen. He felt so vulnerable. He was usually narcissistic about himself, but in front of his Galatea he was a different person---and right now he was completely at her feet for her to coddle.