There's a moment where he doesn't think Ned's going to hug him back at all, and he wonders if he's done something wrong in being so clingy and needy. Maybe he should have taken it more slowly, not practically flung himself upon Ned. He relaxes a little when Ned finally wraps his arms around him, lets himself press more closely against Ned.

At this point, he'll seize onto any attempt at humor Ned offers, and he smiles into Ned's shoulder a little, still not letting go. "No, nearly running into my dad was my token thing-going-wrong for the date. Everyone has to have one. It's just that yours was a little bigger than mine. I mean, a lot bigger. But on the bright side, maybe that means that the next time we have something go wrong, it'll be minor. I'll spill my coffee on you or something."

He really hopes so. He's sorry he had to see it, too, but he's not upset with Ned for it. "Now... now what do we do? I mean, what do you need to do? To feel better about all of this?"