Re: I'm gonna throw up and then we're gonna die!
All was well. Except for the fact that Frankie was acting possessed. Kiernan quirked an eyebrow at her until finally, she got to what she wanted to say. He guessed. His head tilted to the side a bit, making sure (mentally) she was okay and when he realized she was just anxious, Kiernan relaxed. "Am I?" He blinked a few times, mostly to rid his eyes of the slight sting from the mesquite he'd been working with.
"Did I do somethin' wrong?" The Irishman pondered aloud with a hint of a smirk, then shifted on his stool. "Would ye like me to..." He gestured with his hand, and then touched his own arm, letting her know he could help her get her message across if she wanted. Honestly, his ears had warmed a bit at her words. However she meant them, they were flattering.