She looks up at him through her eyelashes, her doe-eyes large and surprised.

"I..."

Her face is hot. There are a thousand butterflies beating their wings in her stomach. Her heart is beating so fast...

Her jaw works soundlessly for a moment. She lets out a nervous little chuckle that's barely a breath.

"Thank you."

It's all she can think to say around the tightness in her throat.

But her fingertips do close around his hand more securely, and as she dips her head in embarrassment to hide her reddened face, she might move just a fraction closer to him.