Oh, she says. ... That is something he would do, yes.

He grins at her. "Will it help if I say I'm fine again?"

It might not - she begins, and then he interrupts her by taking her hand, twirling her around a little, dipping her, and kissing her. Every hatchling in the room rolls their eyes and looks away. It takes a little while, but eventually he rights her and goes on like nothing happened, aside from the vague grin on his face.

A little dazed, she says, ... Okay. Consenting now. Mate says it's fine, it's fine.