There was a tingle down her spine when he touched her arm and she smiled a little. Though it changed when he told her what she was looking at. "The poor thing." She gave it an affectionate pat. God she must have seemed insane just then. She cleared her throat. She had been listening to at least the last part of the conversation.
"Some lemonade would be lovely." She nodded. She didn't want to be difficult and ask for something different.