With a roll of her eyes, Helena smacks Jason lightly on the shoulder. "You know, it's impossible to be righteously annoyed with you when you're set on being all reasonable and mature."

She huffs, but then adds, "Look, it's snowing and I can't feel my nose anymore. Do you want to do this inside at my place?"

The weather isn't so much a problem as the fact that Helena needs a change of topic and location -- she hates apologizing almost as much as she hates talking about personal matters out in the open like this.