[she will take the hand when he reaches, because she's not really all that mad, just embarrassed. up she gets with a sigh.]

... That right? [she says, brushing herself off, glancing at him.] Suppose I'm not wildly surprised, you're loads nicer to me than you are to other people.

[ok just say that with your whole chest]

And it's sort of sweet that you feel one singular feeling at me.

[okay, that is teasing back. gentle, but still.]