She giggles at the retraction of his 'friends get a two-step head start' statement, shaking her head. "Won't need it," she taunts.

She closes her eyes briefly when his hand moves lightly over her skin, catching his wrist and pulling his arm around her, letting his hand rest at her throat. It's an awkward embrace, her head resting against his breast, as she looks up at him.

"S'only fair," she murmurs softly, expending great effort to calm her aching lungs. "I did buy lunch, after all."

There's a contented little smile on her face.