Letha didn't mention to Jeremiah that she would have business to attend to soon; there were clan members she needed to check on, and like it or not she had to check on Phineas as well. There was also other business to attend to, shipments, items that she procured to come into Rinth as well as other such things.
Later, though, when she was sure that Jeremiah would be well and when she had her mind back in some sort of order.
His next words had her giving a small chuckle and a shake of her head. It appeared that his switches had flipped and she was having whiplash from it. He was angry one moment, almost unwilling to touch her and then the next he was wanting to do all of the naughty things to her.
"I just want to be held," she said softly, though fingers drifting and coming together in other needs wasn't a horrible idea and one she was sure they would get to eventually, she needed something more than just...sex. She needed comfort, which was something she had never asked for, before, and she wasn't entirely sure if that was in Jeremiah's repertoire; he was playful, flirty, adventurous, reckless, but serious wasn't something she viewed him as on a usual basis. She pressed lips to his cheek and pulled back to look into his eyes before finally giving a nod. "Alright, let's get you home, then," she kept his hand in hers and started to lead the way home.