There was a frown on his lips. That certainly could not be good. He had to be thinking the worst of her now. But then the warmth of his hand was around her wrist, anchoring her as he stared directly into her gaze. It was enough to distract her from her embarrassment, enough to meet his gaze and read the sincerity in his words rather than overthinking them.

"Oh." It was hardly a whisper out of her mouth, only half realized she'd said something at all. Lester was barely a step away, his warmth encircling her wrist, his gaze never leaving her own. Was he trying to tell her something more? Sisse's eyes flicked from his eyes to his lips, only a slight tilt of the head... Sisse swallowed. Surely that wasn't what he had meant. She forced her gaze back to his eyes.