"Oh, I'll be sure to make up plenty of those for you," Finn smirked, and the warmth of him now made it perfectly clear that he was teasing her, easing his way back to their banter.
But then she moved closer, and really easing in was kind of overrated anyway, in Finn's mind. He closed the distance some more with a move inwards that was like a pull he couldn't help, and he reached out to snag her fingers lightly, to nudge her to uncross those arms. Easing in wasn't really a skill he'd have put on his resume, speaking of them, but he did manage to keep it toned down a bit. "I guess we might be able to manage that," he said, lifting a brow at her and making his tone solemn. "At least as calm as I ever get," he amended.