Dustin looks at her. Happy she wasn't looking like she wasn't feeling alright. She rolled her eyes at him and he was barely able to keep from laughing. He looks t her. He followed her as she exited the room. His long sleeves in place and he grabbed his black jean wind breaker jacket. He puts it on and follows after her. He didn't come running up to her but he did get to her side rather quickly. He just didn't go running to do so. He looks at her. "One...you are the first female to not hate me except my grandmother. Two...you matter a lot to me. So your opinion matters. Three....I was not feeling sorry for myself...merely stating the facts as they have always been." He says. Hugging her one armedly. Then almost dropped his arm yet didn't. Opting to hold her against him for added warmth instead.