Apologize and get on with it all.
From Create Your Own Story
"Shit," you say, taking a step back. "Sorry, sorry. Didn't mean for that to happen. Just a reaction." You put your hands over your crotch as she scoops up her shirt and quickly pulls it on. "Seriously," you say. "Sorry."
"Whatever," she says as she tugs on her pants. "You just like every other man I've ever met."
"I wasn't trying anything," you say. "I told you I wouldn't and I didn't."
"Get your shit on," she says, motioning to your clothes. "We need to load up everything we can carry and get out of here."
"Where to?" You ask.
"Didn't I already tell you?" She asks. "To find my mom and sister at the shelter."
"I think you did, I forgot." You say, pulling on your clothes. You can't remember if she told you are not, honestly. Your mind is still reeling thinking about her naked body, and it's hard to remember much else. "So how do we get there through this mess?"
"Well, we go out on the street and look for a car, or we go down to the basement and see if we can slip into the sewer. One or the other."
