He couldn't deny it had amused the hell out of him when she'd been startled, he was kind of proud that she was still able to get her like that. Possibly he had a kind of jerky sense of humour sometimes.
He let one arm wrap around her, possessive perhaps, but she'd never complained. Tahiri sipped away at the coffee as he thought about how to answer her. "Honestly I'm better than I probably should be. Better than you and Jaina seem to be at any rate. I'm not thinking about it. If I do..."
It wouldn't help the situation. And he needed to maintain his calm and his focus so this was the way to do it. It was better this way. "You though" he commented, hands now at her shoulders massaging the tension from there, "You're not alright, and you need to tell me how I can help with that. He was angry Tahiri, of course he was, and in many ways I can't blame him for it. He was so young, and he'd always been hotheaded. He got that from Han. He was never going to accept...us, this, whatever we are."
"And since we were never planning on changing for his sake...why are you so worried about it now." He didn't quite know how else to phrase it but there it was.