The warm fingers helped. Knowing he wasn't alone helped. His free hand ran lightly over hers before moving to shrug off his jacket, realizing the man at the podium was waiting idly by to take the garments if desired. "Yeah, I think. I don't know."
He inhaled and exhaled, handing the jacket over before hovering to take hers if she wished. "I'll be alright." He would be, or he'd try. The last thing he wanted was to make her more nervous as a result, though she seemed to be taking the whole situation very well so far. Surprising? Maybe not. He regarded her for a moment, the corner of his mouth turning up despite the fact that the knot in his stomach hadn't faltered for an instant. "You're so calm. Got any of that to spare?"