Glory couldn't help but recoil just a bit at Carter's obvious distress. She really didn't want him to blame himself. It really shouldn't be that big of a deal, right? It was just a kiss. Sure, it was a pretty important first and all that, but would either of them remember it in ten years? Probably not. Well. Unless ten years went by and Carter was the only person she'd kissed. Which, at this point in Glory's life, didn't seem like an entirely unlikely scenario.
But as almost-paintful as it was to watch Carter's awkward flailing, the sentiment he expressed was sweet, and Glory couldn't help but smile as he scrunched up his face. "That's really sweet, Carter, but you don't have to erase my memory. It is is what it is. And how many people get a perfect first kiss, anyway? Not many." She hesitated for a few seconds, then reached out to touch his shoulder. "I'm fine. Really. It's not a big deal. I guess I'm just... not ready for the whole kissing thing yet, you know?"
That was true, or at least partially so. Given how she'd freaked out when Carter kissed her, it was a pretty safe bet that she wasn't exactly ready for that much physical contact, or with the commitment that went with it. She wasn't exactly sure if she'd freaked out about the kissing in general or if it was just that she didn't want to be kissing Carter specifically.