"I did," she said, sticking her tongue out at him. "So ha!" It wasn't particularly mature, but she was having enough of being mature and thinking about how to fix things when she knew she couldn't fix them. There was a slight smile at the feeling of his hand on her shoulder, though. She wouldn't lie, she was very tactile when it came to most things...especially comfort. The only time she wasn't was if they lost a game.
"Not your breath, that's for sure," she said, a slight laugh as she covered her mouth to hide her smile...and maybe a little to make sure her breathe wasn't horrible, too. She couldn't help but laugh more at Gregory's squirming. "I told you that I don't have those," she retorted, thinking about flicking him in the nose again. "If you want a friend with granny panties, you'll have to find another one."