[Oh great, she looks anno-- and that thought derails nicely as she grabs his hand, doing absolutely nothing for his flushed face that his mask is hopefully hiding well enough.]
[His other hand rubs at the back of his neck; as much as he appreciates the sentiment, she shouldn't blame herself for this mess.]
Don't worry about it. But the sooner we get home the be--
[And he's zero for two on finishing thoughts, because suddenly.... barrier.]