He'd just assumed--it felt like the obvious thing in the moment. As she pulls away, regret floods in, and much more about her behavior makes sense.

"I--I'm sorry. I thought..."

He rubs at his neck, gaze down on the sand.

"Hey, I live in a van apparently, it's not all bad."

Wow that could not compare less and he knows it, but he can't think of anything else.