Buoyed somewhat by the teasing, albeit if only for a moment, she makes a series of sick, wet kissy faces at him, miming that PDA. When he sobers again, and she does, she lets out a breath, allowing herself to truly relax, and nods. "Okay, yeah, good point."

A beat.

"We got this." It'll work out, and she can expect she'll be forgiven for anything that slips through until it does.