"Panicked," she echoed. It wasn't exactly a question, but it wasn't exactly not a question, either. Her lips parted to ask why ... but she thought she had a fair idea of why.
Lifting a hand, she cupped his cheek gently. "I'm all right, now," she assured him softly. Leaning in, she claimed his lips tenderly, then a little deeper before she withdrew. "Tea's going to get cold," she teased a little as she ran a hand lightly down his chest.