Alan took a dep breath, trying to stay calm. He always hated being a teenager, and seeing Lorelai as one was more than a little upsetting.
He went into the other room to grab her a blanket and her clothes. He wrapped her up, wanting to calm her, but realizing she may not be welcome, since she didn't know him. He placed her clothes on the counter, "I'll leave your clothes here, I'll be in the bedroom if you need anything. I. I can leave if you want me to."