[Allison makes an openly disdainful noise at the mention of tea...but she hears the sniffle, and the corner of her eye is still damp.
It makes her wonder about what happened before she left, what kind of accident she had to have had when she was back in this Beacon Hills place...but this isn't the time.
Instead, she reaches up to wipe at a half-damp tear trail and smiles. She's not totally aware of talking until the words leave her mouth, but she doesn't care.
It's a nice sentiment.]
Awww, sweetie--don't cry! Someone could be falling in love with your smile.