He let go of her slowly, not wanting her to fall over. It had felt like he was supporting a lot of her weight.
"Uh. Yeah. I. I'm sorry." She kissed him; why was he apologizing? "Are you okay? Can you make it home? I'm sorry."
This was bad. This was very bad. They kissed. Why did they kiss? Hawke was going to kill him. "Just. Tell Hawke it was my fault. She'll believe it." If she hated him that was ok. He didn't want Hawke mad at Merrill.