For the most part, Petunia's jealousy dissipated when he said he didn't have feelings for Emma either, but that didn't mean Emma didn't have feelings for Caradoc and if she did, Petunia didn't know if she had any chance. She didn't know her or whether she was pretty or not, but there was a good chance she was and she was probably the sort of person that Lily and James would like and so he clearly might like her better. Of course, that didn't really explain the fact that Caradoc had kissed her temple, but Petunia was a bit past logical thoughts.
Her skin was tingling a bit where Caradoc's fingers held onto her chin. Her stomach flopped a little and she couldn't help but look at him, even if that meant she didn't answer right away because she was distracted by the whole looking at him thing. "Huh? Oh! What? No. No. I'm okay. Well, mostly." She was still a little upset about Albus, but that was another matter entirely. "You don't have to beat anyone with a stick, though." She blushed a little, glancing off to the side before glancing back at him. "Are you alright?"