She catches herself smiling back, through all the long-suffering aggravation and whirlwind of fraught emotions, but it shifts into a grimace at the question.

Scott...clarifies a little, and she can't stop adding, "High on cocoa, thanks." Which she'd managed to shove in the background for a bit, but now -

Now, so close to both of them, she has to take a few deep, steadying breaths.

Then, under her breath, "I don't know if Charles would be having the vapours or laughing his ass off."