Dean's grasp was weak at first and it surprised Darcy. For someone the size of him, she'd expected something a little more firm. But then it came and the feeling passed. She would need to remind herself that even though he was a familiar face to her, she was still new territory for him. He was probably being cautious or maybe he was still upset and couldn't be bothered to put in the effort right off the bat, but had caught himself mid-shake and put it right.
The awkward gratitude was acknowledged with a soft smile and a nod. "I'd like to think that the other you would've done the same for me if I'd needed it; don't mention it," she replied by way of letting him know she appreciated the thank you but that it wasn't a big deal and she would prefer to wave it off. "You can stay as long as you need or want to," she tacked on to make him feel a little better.
When he declined the food, Darcy shrugged, dropping her other hand from his to join the one on her stomach. "Okay," she replied easily. "If you change your mind, there's food at my place anyway," she continued. Maybe it was just that this Dean didn't want company as much as he proposed to. She'd make herself scarce when they got back to her place, she decided, to give him some time to process everything.
"We can go now," she offered. "It's not a long walk," she added over her shoulder, turning away from him and waddling back to the booth to shut off the television via the remote control before leaving. "But things have been pretty...crazy...lately," she admitted awkwardly, making her way back to him again and nodding back to the door from which he'd entered. "So, if you're cool with walking fast, that'd be awesome. I mean...as fast as I can walk, anyway, which is not very," she added with a small, sheepish smile.