He slung his arm around her waist, because that was easier to reach. "Can't be this one, it's heated." She was probably noticing that, actually, with her arm right there. "Bet we could find something though."
He found he didn't know what to do with his other hand, and ended up resting it on his belt. Which reminded him. "Oh, hey!" Third compartment from the right: patrol snacks. "Saved you a cookie." He produced the fresh-baked chocolate-chip with a flourish and handed it over. He'd had his earlier- Eureka was a great cook.