He goes and grabs his backpack, getting his laptop and everything he needs. He sits down on the bed for a second, taking a moment to breathe. He manages to calm down enough to know that whole 'don't go to bed angry' applies to more than just going to bed, and that he probably shouldn't run off to work while still fuming.

But he also really doesn't want to talk about it. But... he knows her intentions were good. He knows she did it out of love, of being worried about him.

He grabs his backpack and goes to put on his shoes and jacket, then stops at the living room, seeing her sitting there.

Ted sighs and heads over to her. "I'll see you later," he says quietly, and leans down to give her a goodbye kiss. He's not done being angry and hurt, and you can still tell in his posture and his voice, but he doesn't want to just walk out coldly like that.