Rahel leaned her knee against the bed, putting most, if not all of her weight behind it. "I'm fine." It dawned on her that it's a little dismissive and revealing of her reluctance, so she recanted. "But I could stand a coffee. Are you hungry? I could make something..."
She didn't actually know what they had in the kitchen, if anything at all, but she had a car and picking up breakfast wasn't an exact science.