There's nothing hesitant about Allen's returning smile, warm and comforting but restrained just so to avoid seeming overly familiar.

"Hello sir, I'm glad you seem to be alright." Gray eyes were politely averted from the hug, but other than that, he simply waited for Matt to check the man over until they were all certain he's fine. "Matt's right, by the way. Have you seen a strange little girl around? She should've given you a number."

There's a careful tug on Dori's wrist as Allen stood, free hand hovering between the manager's shoulder and the precarious drop behind him.