It’s a sweet thing to say, especially considering how intimidating Sweeney can be, and she gives him another squeeze before pulling away from him. Even though she doesn’t really want to.

“You didn’t upset me,” she assures him, shifting her hair back over one shoulder as she looks up at him. “I got upset, but it wasn’t your fault. I didn’t mean for you to feel like that.”

She gestures for him to go sit on the sofa and then goes to grab their tea, carrying them out and setting the mugs down nervously on the table. “Um, do you need sugar or anything? Oh, and I have cookies if you want.”