She let him capture her hands with her lips pressed together disapprovingly, but then he was looking at her. Like that. It reminded her of Christmas which made it hard for her to stay mad. "No one expects you to be perfect." And he admitted he'd been wrong...which REALLY ruined any attempt at maintaining her pissiness with him. "Just...listen? Maybe? And make things right."
The tension lines at his eyes and forehead washed away the rest of her irritation with him (damn it!) leaving behind concern. She put her hand on his arm and peered up at him. "You okay? You look beat."